I wish she were on my mind,
But she's not. She's in it,
And has full possession.
I've lost my mind;
I'm beside myself;
I'm next to an idiot!
She has my mind in her hands,
And I have time on mine.
She takes all mine. My time.
But I don't mind spending time,
And gladly giving all of mine,
If she would only mind me,
And mine me.
(There is treasure to be had)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
And what a treasure indeed! Gem of a poem. Francie, your last 3 lines go beyond being priceless!