i close my eyes
attempt to sleep
upon my lids
what is this i see
his crooked smile
lines of his face
how he puts me
in a happy place
first thing i see
at morning’s light
last thing i say
at dark of night
a man whose skin
i have never touched
how can it be
i love him so much
- ©Simone McLeod, September 17, 2013
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