Thinking
My mind, vulnerable and filled with you.
It taunts me with the sound
of your voice and images of your
beautiful face.
I can't shut you out.
You are all I think about, all day.
Every day.
It won't stop.
Won't go away.
I love you.
So much...
Copyright © Mary Brogdon | Year Posted 2007
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