When I see you
your thoughts begin to revolve
around my mind
creating a low-pressure zone
the movement of thoughts
slowly turn into a storm
displacing all other thoughts
with your obsession
Is it reciprocal
or one-sided!
Is it mutual
or lop-sided! !
the storm gradually subsides
as you are out of sight
and...
out of mind.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I really like how you used the storm to illustrate feelings of obsession. A creative poem. A10.