You Smell.
__________
Obsession.
I can’t stop thinking about it—
wakes me up and puts me to bed.
Possesses some quality that lures me in,
the rest of the time is filled with
Regret.
I’m sorry I ever met you—
because now I can’t forget you.
Preoccupy myself with tasks,
prick skin with tacks,
there’s no
Evasion.
I hide under my blanket—
your eyes are squinting at me.
I get in the shower,
you’re already wet.
Go for a stroll and see you
across the street tripping
all over your
Charm.
I’m sure—
this is your best quality.
Silliness and humor;
adorable smile, and
warmth like homemade bread.
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