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I Wonder....

I wonder if she knows how often I think about her?
About how her presence even though inside my head changes my mood to help me get through the day. Or how when I’m riding home after a long day I look at the clock counting the minutes waiting for her to call so my mind can be full from eating her first sentence with my ears over sustaining me to the point of bursting leaving no room for negative thoughts. Feeding off the thought of her until I finally get ready to rest then she feeds me a little more of her to hold me over till breakfast.

I wonder if she knows how much I need her?
Needing her like a second heart and set of lungs to pump her oxygen rich love through my veins giving my love…life needing her like a kidney to filter all the stresses and strains of daily life, and like a liver to remove the poisons of lust and greed, needing her like a brain to process the confusion that’s going on around me helping me to focus and strive towards my goals.

I wonder if she knows how much I lover her?
How I Love her enough to give her the last of my everything from my money to my name. Love her enough to know that without her I wouldn’t  be the same because she has forced me to change without even trying. Love her so much just thinking about her while writing these words it’s hard to keep myself from crying because she’s so wonderful and perfectly imperfect yet flawless in my eyes. ILove her more than love itself if that’s possible……..

I wonder if she knows…….

(2015)

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