They say she obsesses
Over every hair that falls out of place
Every word that has yet to form
Every action that strays her from grace
Every wrinkle that taints her face

She also obsesses
Over the way he doesn’t tuck in his shirt
Every breath he exhales
Over the footsteps he leaves in the dirt
Over the way he steals glances at her skirt

This obsession is
Because of his individual gait
Each time he says her name
Because of the way he’s never late
Because he believes in silly fate

They say her obsession
Drives her insane
Makes her delirious
Overworks her brain
Imprisons her in chains


Photo of my beautiful Lisa H


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