Why, Always Of You? Poem by Missy Lynn

Why, Always Of You?



A show of mind starts
Dancing beings not of
Themselves
But of me
And of you
Why, always of you?
I try not to think of them
Keep away I say
But they return
Poking
Prodding
The beings, I know not
What they desire
True love or Sex
They are the lingering
Beings of my
Dreams of you
Why, always of you?

For. Brad

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