2004 Poetry

smitten by your looks
my eyes have followed
your trails, measured
the every detail of your form,
which have weighed the burden
of my core, not once did I miss
to calculate your voice resounding
the muffled rush of a current
during the night and every time
you pass by; you bequeath me
with an aching mind

I'm standing at your side
sniffing the air from
your hurried perfume and
hoping you would see the
asphodel i strewn down
your pathway

written 2/16/04

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Everybody (including me has a poem entitled YOU.) This was beautiful...