A song I wrote some twenty two years ago
Visions
Your charm suggests the smell of fresh hibiscus
of the red rose, the taste of the ripe udala fruit
You hum softly in my ear
Your beauty drones in my head
Your absence makes you present
Your presence makes me absent-minded
I see nothing else
hear nothing else
feel nothing else
wish nothing else
How long will this be ?
How long will visions of you haunt me ?
How long will I carry the
cross of your presence,
now so strong in your absence
so pleasant to remember
and so painfully sweet to carry
How long?
Reflections 
This is marvelous–love in its pure, undiluted, obsessive glory 🙂
I can see her beauty swarming your mind like bees after honey.
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Yes. Love and beauty!
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