I am obsessed, possessed
Infatuated by dark
Purple glints, red
Gleamings in warm  brown eyes
Roughness of skin and the
Baggy  character of the
Clothes you wear disguising
A  square frame, a strong
Maleness I can never gain.

1 am obsessed by you
Living on lacking me - I want
Your  smile, your hand, your company.

How  I am demeaned
To  come to this, so
Lean of soul my selves
Smoulder and dissolve
All because of a
Slim blackhaired beauty
Of  a boy like you.

How  spare I am
How  large a hole you
Made  in me, I am a
Tree laden with unwanted fruit -
I stand rotting in the sun.
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