had thought
you thought of me
mind filled
heart spills
ocean rises
echo sounds
wind blown
thoughts of her
had thought
you thought of me
mind filled
heart spills
ocean rises
echo sounds
wind blown
thoughts of her
if i had chance
to live again
return my age -golden bough
outline the breast
“i had chosen you”
with gentle step
and languid kiss
poetry to sink my heart
graciously held our cup
of wicked red
scorns our bed
had
i chosen you.
barely spoken
eyes attract
thoughts scent her way
follow bread crumb tracks
moments spent
contemplating why
you love her
plan to spend eternity
if only in your mind