Obscured Poem by Donald R Wolff JR
Obscured
As I dream I think of her
Why in my sleep
After a day of being with her
Do I think of her
I feel consumed by my thoughts
No room to think of nothing but
What
I think of her
She is the love of my life
That is envisioned to be more
Than
What I deserve for what might
I don't understand
Why
Always in my mind
Must I think of her
(01/19/2014)
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