Monday


Haunting my dreams
Your eyes won’t leave-
Why won’t you just go?
When I was there,
You left me in the field
Stripped bare-
Nothing for me to love
Nothing for me to know-
A thief of time
You stole my mind
With the passion for love-
You have no identity
But of thee who sucks
The honey out of flowers
And cries with the Sun-
Eat my mind and
Tell me how you feel-



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