With pen in hand my mind begins to wonder
Circles and lines half written
Then your name appears
Next to I love you
I try not to think of you
But the heart has a mind of its own
Being almost independent and strong willed
It has the say for the night
The paper becomes filled with thoughts of you
Desires, longing moments
Dream states left unvisited
A sigh forms and it begins again
Circles and lines
Dots and hoops
Hearts filled with I love you
Creating the dream that comes every night
Patricia Gale
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/circles-and-lines/
