Restless nigths
when letters become words and words become poemsArchive for In my mind
In my mind
In my mind
I sit in my sofa,
thinking of you.
Closing my eyes.
See you in front of me
dancing over the floor.
Coming towards me.
Smiling to me
and say nice words.
Treat me good
It’s all in my mind.
It’s all in my dreams.
‘Cos when I open my eyes
all I can see is me on the floor,
dancing.
Smiling, saying nice things to myself.
Treat myself good.
It’s all in my mind.
(C) Kjersti Lier 2004