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?	This poem is included in Jim Freeman's poetry collection CORNER OF MY MIND available here in print or as an e-Book in your favorite formats.