The Thought

A thought is nothing,

You’re a dream!

Can’t really explain it,

Don’t want you to think I’m a feen.

The years at bay weren’t a waste,

Because now these thoughts keep up a pace.

A thought, nah love, you’re the space in my mind,

The single thing that occupies most of my time.

Told you three pieces ago,

The bar was set Two years ago.

A thought doesn’t equate to the quake,

I don’t think you quite realize what’s at stake.

With me, you’re a prayer,

One that our Creator sent first class air!

A thought? you’re a comedian at best,

Because I call your name boldly in prayer,

Say it with my whole chest.

So, nah love, you’re more than a thought,

An aura so priceless, you can’t be bought.

So yeah, I think about you,

I care for you,

And all that entails.

Just know that the chemistry here,

isn’t something frail!

A thought…. nah love.

You’re THE THOUGHT.

-KaeJaye-

Author: KaeJaye The Writer

I am a 2010 Mass Communication and Journalism graduate (BA) of Southeastern Louisiana University. I am also a 2016 English and Creative Writing Graduate (MA) of Southern New Hampshire University. I value words like no other. Words seem to pour out the depths of my soul of which I as a human have not yet dared to venture to. I appreciate pen, because it reaches beyond the boundaries that have been set by my more humanly self. I'm in love with paper or a blank screen, because it is the most beautiful canvas ever created by man.

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