Everywhere I go I see you.
Eyes, nose, mouth, face.
Everything is burned into my brain.
You're smell still intoxicates me.
I find myself wishing & hoping.
Even praying.
I wish you were still around.
YOU ARE READING
Welcome to My Mind: A Book of Poems.
PoetryWelcome to my mind. These are poems kept from over the years and have continued to be written. I tend to keep things bottled inside so it's a type of therapy for myself. I'd like to share a bit of what goes on inside my mind with you.
