Beware My Love
A disease that has effected
The whole of the body
The ears that ache till they hear
The voice of
The eyes that pain and water
For the loss of
The sore skin that waits
For the touch from
The joints that ache to go
Towards some
And what of the Monday Lost in bliss or nostalgia
No one is immune to this infliction
Contagious from human affection
To be aware of it is to have seen
To know what all this means
To David Richer, just because he is a love sick puppy. Gibby
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