Every Time I Think Of You

 

Every time I think of You,

Part of the brain ignites,

Set light, a sparkling synapse firework,

And then I know I’m Your image

‘Cept for toes and crotch and such,

And I don’t need to have you as a crutch,

Since You and I are one.  And so,

I stick to me myself

Like glue

Because I’m You.

 

Every Time I Think Of You 6.18.2015/7.23.2015

God Book II;

Arlene Corwin

 

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