Written September 1999
All around, in all sizes and shapes
In black and white, or different shades
Every side, every corner I can see
You in your picture splendidly.
Any hour, or just any minute
I look at your picture, so cute
Not just cute, but adorably handsome
Taking away all of my boredom.
I'm not contented just to see
I want to hold you close to me
So I would wrap you in my embrace
Even just a picture of your lovely face.
Often I thought you're truly real
But when I touch, paper is all I feel
Still there's no loneliness that can't be cured
By you, my love, even just your picture.
YOU ARE READING
PARTS OF MYSELF
PoetryPoems written long ago, When internet was still boring, When the TV was broken, When I was still a virgin-- on the ways of the world mentally; physically; And words were my only friends.
