You consume my thoughts
You, my favorite daydream
I lie awake every night
For once not so lonesome as I seem.
Your laugh, your smile
The sparkle in your eyes
I dwell on them awhile
Lost in you
Darkness, I lie
Your name on my breath
Your enigma my mystery.
I freely imagine
The future of we
Our children
Us parents
A home and life
Untainted by brevity.
The tunes I hum,
The words I write,
Both have their sources:
My thoughts at night.
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A Book Of Rhyme, Rhythm, And Time
LosoweThis book is a collection of loosely organized ramblings - they resemble poems, but aren't structured to be poetry. Raw emotions from the thoughts and life experiences that afflict an average girl's everyday life, these are unfiltered, and as authen...
