Treasure Island

Adegbite Adeyinka

(14-05-1991)

I Think Of You


I still think of you,
In the dry, cold night;
On my chilly sleek sofa,
I lay lost in thoughts of you.

I still think of you
Whenever my telephone shudders,
I await that enthusiastic tune
Alert you want to hear from me.

I still think of you
When my face is worn with a frown;
I miss the soothing power in your voice
When you call my name and smile.
From the crowing of the rooster,
To the setting of the sun, I think of you.

Submitted: Tuesday, April 30, 2013
Edited: Friday, September 20, 2013

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I wrote this poem after I had a breakup with my first girlfriend. She meant everything to me!

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