Hopelessly In Love With Yoko Poem by T.L. Toadvine

Hopelessly In Love With Yoko

Country boy
Lost in the hills
Of New York City

Never dreamed
That this madness
Could look so pretty

Magic happens though...

When you're
Hopelessly In love with Yoko

You can see the dreams
Piled high
Into the sky

I just want her brown eyes
Casting spells
On me
Till the day I die

Love into prisms
Will go
Wherever they go

As I remain...
Hopelessly in love
With my Yoko

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