Poem

Musings #3

Small things remind me of you

And I haven’t even met you yet

Come into my dreams in that delicious way of yours

I want your scent surrounding me

so I smell your favorite perfume

until I’m in your arms

Consume every inch of me as you possess my mind completely

My half sleepy mind conjures up some of the most interesting thoughts I just have to write down

Having all these amazing people fight for your attention I hope it’s me that’s on your mind

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