VERONICA
The sound of her name
is like a evening breeze
both chilly and warm
It draws in me in
Images float
in the ocean of my mind
I drift toward her
leaving all else
She haunts my dreams
by night
and my every thought
by day
Wanting to be near her
I feel the pull
She puts a flame
in my heart
I am lost
in a sea of thought
waiting for her
to arrive
I catch my breath
as she departs the train
Hello, she waves
with a smile
I can breathe again
as we unite
my sweet Veronica
and I
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