utterly in love

Posted by Robert Anderson On Thursday, November 17, 2011 0 comments

i worship you,
see you linger in my dreams,
never doubting the very theme
you have ever, ever
painted across my fragile heart

from the day we met to
the day i found my distorted soul
in convulsions
while crying your pretty name
i would write
each and every whisper
that intimately haunted me.

for to me you are more
than you could ever, ever  believe

trust me,
trust in all the words i write,
then be convinced of --
oh please be convinced
when i say...

i am utterly in love
with you.

Posted by Robert Anderson at Thursday, November 17, 2011
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