You’re my secret little indulgence
You don’t know how much you’re on my mind
The images of you that make me smile
Where your life and mine are totally entwined
The daydreams of you that fill my days
Where you’re there to warm my heart
Sometimes it’s hard to tell
Where my dreams and reality end and start
I indulge myself with those thoughts of you
Those ones that make me smile
It’s these little indulgences
That make my life worthwhile
your secret little indulgence is not so secret anymore
Lovely poem!
Comment by Dee — July 12, 2009 @ 9:52 pm |
beautiful
where you blushing when you wrote it?
Comment by heather kathleen — July 13, 2009 @ 12:19 am |
Love this love poetry!
that thin line
Comment by gautami tripathy — July 13, 2009 @ 1:30 am |
One can only indulge one’s self and wish that somehow they could be the object of your indulgence
your words are well written
Comment by Old Grizz — July 13, 2009 @ 2:59 am |
I like watching the soft smile that lights someone’s face when their thoughts have tiptoed off to be with someone special. I can see that smile in your poem.
Comment by naramalone — July 13, 2009 @ 7:25 am |
Ohhh those secret indulgences. Aren’t they special?
Nice imagery.
Comment by 2cats — July 14, 2009 @ 10:18 am |