Think of You

Lying awake unable to sleep

My thoughts in a tattered heap

About my feet

As I try to think

Of you

Your smile still mesmerizes me

Your laughter echoes in my head

And as I think an image of you

Forms in front of me

I can smell your perfume

May I miss you, and the little things you used to do?

May I remember you with fondness and not angst?

Will you remember the few things we shared

Back in that cold December?

And as I lie awake, the thoughts gather themselves up

And form an oasis in the desert of my mind

A cool place with trees that give shade

And sweet water to satiate

My thirst for you

And as I think of you

A smile comes to my face

Despite the fact that it's late

I lie here wide awake

And I think of you

And think of you

The Bilge Master
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