Spilt Ink

Like a spilt bottle of ink

my love for him has grown

spread and soaked everything in its path

It drips from ceiling to floor

muting all colours

and blurring everything into soft focus

My heart pounding,

my eyes widening with passion

This miracle, this man

he has collided with my dreams

picked up all my fears

and compacted them to nothing

The depths of my feelings are infinite

He washes over me like the sea’s waves

Bold and blue

As blue as the ink

An everlasting circle

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