Clouded Mind - Poem by Lore Me34
I try to think of other things but my mind clouded.
Clouded with the smell of her hair;
The sensation of her touch;
The sparkle in her eyes,
and the taste of her sweat when a passionate moment arises.
As I said I try think of other things but I can't.
She clouds my mind.
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