u on my mind

This imaginary someone who pops up in my head whenever because there is noone else to think of....


the hands of time move closer to mid-night.

The curtains are drawn and I've put out the lights

but still I lay awake - alone and undressed

with only u on my mind.

at 10 minutes to 12 U capitalize my thoughts

pluralize my reality and exaggerate my feelings of

- tumultuous sensations.

U on my mind at 10 minutes to 12 makes me cuddly

and warm inside - outside is struggle for a mutual synchrony

of u on my body, my body on my bed...time outside my head.

my mind on you at 10 minutes to 12 makes you a canvas of black -

the son of midnight - an untouchable shade.

The End

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