Friday, April 29, 2011

I think of you often and sometimes

I think of you often
and sometimes,
naked

I think of you often
and sometimes,
I smile

I think of you often
and sometimes,
I can't

my mind isn't here, anymore
it's gone miles

1 comment:

  1. Often I return to your poems to see what you're up to and sometimes I feel lucky to have checked in. That's how this poem made me feel. Great play with the structure. Also apppreciate your comment on your lack of commenting. Your reasons are wise and generous. Thanks for writing and posting your poems. They are a great gift--and the least your readers can do is let you know they're well received. ~gu1tar (praecisio)

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