Searching
Someday I will find him,
and I don't think that it's you.
My jealousy must be tamed
or so quickly will it choke me.
A python wrapped around my
very inside being, my soul.
Please don't mind my tears,
for they don't mean a thing.
Have you pleasures so plenty,
while I search on for love.
Copyright © Karlin K. Jensen | Year Posted 2013
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