Thinking of You by Raymond A. Foss
I’ve been thinking of you. Words we share that mean so much more.
Every waking hour I am thinking of you. Thinking of the way you smile at me. Thinking of the way you smell. Thinking of the times we are together Thinking of how things should be.
You are my day and my night. You are sight for this blind man, Oxygen for my soul. You add colors to my colorless world. You imbue me.
You are all I think about.
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