you’re on my mind
sweet morsel
when I wake
before my eyes open
pressing every centre
from my thoughts for today
a rude aside
a potent seductive glimpse
a sordid eternal recurrence
unwelcomed and
essentially concealed
beyond a blinding flash
inevitably dethroned by
the next come-hither look
slapped onto
a further resounding echo
you’re in my mind
sweet morsel
going sour
and I’m moving out
//ends
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