"I Poem"
“I Poem”
I am crazy about the way he holds me in his eyes
I am addicted to the way I feel when I think of him
I never tire of someone I truly love
I can consume his love as my therapy sessions
I wear his shirt like it's his arms around me
I love every second, minute and hour I spend with him
I like to picture a runaway where there is only me and him
I like the way he lingers on me
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