Monday, March 24, 2008

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Stuck in a day dream

with too much to do.

But closing my eyes

I'm thinking of you...

The smell of your skin,

the warmth of you touch,

it's stuck in my memory

I know that much...

The day will progress

and turn into time

but still, in my thinking

it was sublime...


10 comments:

Empress Bee (of the High Sea) said...

what did you do!

smiles, bee
xoxoxoxoxoxoxox

heather said...

sounds like someone had lots of fun...

Ivanhoe said...

Oh boy, did you have a "busy" weekend? Please do tell....

katherine. said...

I've felt like that from time to time....

nicely written!

Mo said...

I should say something classy.
And not "Hey, now I've got that seventies porn music stuck in my head"

Don't you wish I was a classy guy?

Boom-chicka-wow-wow!

Lois Grebowski said...

unh - hunh!

Ok gurl, fess up... you're up to somethin'...and I'll bet it's good! Extry good!

:-D)

Clancy Passey said...

Lovely poem...
Thanks for sharing.

Travis said...

Very nice!

Kai said...

I'm sure I've said it before Mags - you are very talented.... and should be published!

Linda said...

These would be fantastic song lyrics! Excellent!