Jumble Sale

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He asked about my head,  
knowing there'd be a mix  
match of odd colours &
unfinished designs;  
A oh, there you are moment,  
before correct drawer  
placements  
 
A jumble of letters still trying  
to join up in sensible senten..  
Realising I'm still missing some  
important pieces  
 
Lavender lilac & please  
forget me not fragrances of  
how I'd imagine my scent to
attract when close up with him.
 
Whispy working whispers of day  
dream bubbles, floating above  
a bed of imaginative creative  
I'm in love thoughts, that fire  
messages off neurons back
& forth in seesaw tidal emotions,
Thus placating & soothing,  
along with fluster &  
worry,  
All go hand in hand when
time spent with various  
minutes of him In my head.  
 
Giving smiles  
at my thoughts,  
Knowing me well as he does  
he'd be smiling too.