Mental Love
My mental love for you is stronger than a hug,
And when I think of you I drink a burning drug.
My brains are very fried for holding you inside,
And so I fizz a lot although I touch you not.
I'm happy when you're near, to see you move and walk,
And happy when I hear you sing and laugh and talk.
And then, when you depart, although I'm sad at heart,
Because I love you so, I wish you joy to go.
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