Poem: Thinking Me

Everyone has a favorite love poem, and this is mine.

Thinking Me

Did you think me into wakefulness
from there?
While I was here,
in the midst of dreams?
Time zones, playing games
against our psychic energy

A thought ran through your day
to intervene my night
The rain has stopped
Its end the noisiness
of sudden silence
and it brings me full awake

Was it raining where you are
and did it stop?
Poetry Collection: Corner of My Mind
This poem is included in
Jim Freeman's
poetry collection

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