Love sicknessA Poem by Tenten
I got a love Jones
Bad
Just to be with her
Daydream eyes
Starring in cloud filled skies
Her hair, her smile,
Those dark brown eyes
Glistening in my mind
The perfect art
The brilliant shade never found
A month from my sight
A month more in my mind
Messages in-between
Quick hello's, fast goodbyes
This desperate need
For affection returned
I got this love thing
Bad
© 2008 TentenAuthor's Note
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