She
Thoughts of her rob my slumber.
She burglarizes my rest.
She pervades my life,
into my dreams.
She is the locomotive
derailing my train of thought.
I have no reign over myself.
My infatuation grows daily.
In this I lose control
as I watch my heart wander.
Copyright © Linda Smith | Year Posted 2013
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