You are in my head all day,
all night.
When I wake up,
when I try to sleep,
Always thinking on what you do,
and how you do it.
You look too sweet and candy,
on my dreams,
you are the godess,
of my imagination.
As Jefferson Airplane said:
Don’t you want somebody to love?
…
You better find somebody to love.
Thank you for being,
poetry to my life again.
EDI TIMES 