I woke up this morning
With you on my mind
Remembering your smile
And your dark and smooth skin
Those strong arms
That made me feel warm and safe
And sure that harm can’t stand a chance
Your voice always had me
Yes, my heart really did skip a beat
And my knees always went weak, literally.
I was reminiscing about all those times
The good, when you made me laugh
And stroked my hair
The bad, when you listened to my problems
And offered soothing words to calm my nerves
I remember how you would look deeply
Into my eyes anytime they met mine
Oh! This is torture.
I have to stop this now
But I can’t stop thinking about you
I thought I was over you
But now, I’m missing you more and more
As the seconds go by.
Okay, I was with the persona when i read this poem.
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Very good.
ReplyDelete@ Tetekai:Will do. ;-)
ReplyDelete@ Abebe: Thanks.
sigh. i know how you feel. i dont think some people are meant to be " gotten over"... they just flow in your veins....
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