My mind is reeling with only thoughts of you... As I sit in English class, I doodle your name... As I read a book on motherhood, I want to bear your child... As I watch television, your face is the only thing on my mind... I touch my face , and dream that it is your hand not mine... As I speak, I invision myself speaking your native language... I dream of lying by your side everynight... Having you hold me and cover me with your sweet kisses... My mind will not stop thinking of you My mouth will not stop talking of you My fingers won't stop writing of you My heart will not stop longing for you....
Reason for writing:
This poem is for Orlando Lopez Osma... My little Colombian
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