in depth look at poem: Another poem for the beautiful woman named Kelly.


I think of you all the time

I think of you all the time.
I think of you all the time.
you are the one who’s very name
is enough to change my mood,
enough to destroy:
my fear....
my hate...
my pain...
my deep and blackening depression...
you’re words are like medicine
to the wounds of life...
you’re words are like a pillow
to my weary head...
you’re words are my joy,
my life....
my happiness...
my everything...
now that I know you,
can I live without you?

-Jon Johnston


© Copyright 1997 Jonathan Johnston


Back to Kelly's page

Back to Jon97's poetry page