When that person is all you can think of...


Captive

My mind is a jungle,
Savage thoughts of you roam freely, uninhibited and unchecked.
Consuming even the fleeting thoughts of others past ferociously.
Until only one stands king of my captive enslaved imagination
You, stark, proud, majestic enthralling all that i am and will be.
My mind is your jungle.




Poetry by Kat
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Written on 2008-10-03 at 10:04

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Samantha Fritsky
I love this, it is worded so well. A favorite of mine.
2008-10-15