Thoughts Of You

She’s sweet like pie, that my momma made

She’s beautiful like something God said

She glows like the Sun at noon

At night, her smile shines so bright the Sun gets jealous

And if I ever see you with anyone else, I’ll experience that same emotion

You may call it selfish, but I’ll take that

I desire you to myself, no takes back

I adore the texture of your mind.
— Iris Murdoch
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