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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