Missing You
I feel like am in a dark hole,
Being sucked in by her thoughts hovering in my head like a satellite in space.
I have found myself bound in a cobweb by her series of thoughts.
It’s clear when it comes to her, I have neurological weakness.
I don’t blame myself, she’s a nice piece of art and as a painter, and I know art when I see one.
Her thoughts are like tyres with treads leaving trails whenever we see each other.
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