My Stamp

November 17, 2010
By , Madison, WI
as I sit here
you clog my mind
I wonder if you are thinking of me, too
the answer would have been no
but now
my lips were the last ones to touch yours
doesn't that leave
like a stamp upon your mind
a burning brand
although they may not be blissful daydreams
am I in your thoughts
at all
when you see me
is that all you think about
how can you live the same
after you have tasted the heaven that I have
or are our heavens
just not the same
did you do it out of boredom
or longing
or something else
I always wanted you to want me back
did it even happen
or was that just insanity

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