Do you Think Me Mad

Dear Ms.

Do you think me mad
That I should love you so.
And wait here day by day
Have you seen me standing alone
Stuck in though and time and place
Unable to think or move
Wondering if your coming back
Or if I’ll see your face.
So that I might see your eyes
And wonder once again at their color
And at the secrets they hide.
I’m desperate to hear your voice
To See the laughter in your smile.
Yes I‘m waiting.
Do you think me mad.

Cordell Rich