Moments of madness

Poetry

#octpowrimo #obsession #love #madness

Was it the time we first met

That you settled your image in my head

Captivated by those eyes like jewels

And the engaging scent of a summer morning in winter

Your voice is everywhere…even in the silence

And my head turns round, to even the slightest image of you

Could you call it obsession ?

I’d call it possession

For everywhere I look

You’re there

You’ve taken my heart, without need of a knife

And somehow become a part of my life

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