Sar Jonesie

Plagued - Poem by Sar Jonesie

I’m plagued constantly by the look of your face,
I know by comparison, mines an utter disgrace,
I understand not your attraction to me,
But I’ll not question it,
What will be will be,
I sit lonesome in my half empty bed,
Dreaming of your face and the things that you’ve said,
I wish sometimes I could wonder your mind,
Maybe there I’d not feel empty, lost or resigned,
If your face were a map, I’d be lost forever,
You’re not an open book, but I shan’t lose my tether,
I long to know and understand your brain,
And I wish I could learn it, over and over again,
You are my angel, my friend not my foe,
You’ve exhilarated by body, from my head to my toe,
I yearn to be close to you with the constance of light,
This includes the stars that shine through the night.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, December 14, 2009

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