The words haven’t stopped

Since I’ve met you,

Like a fountain pen

With a thorn in it’s side,

The ink just keeps bleeding onto the page.

Haphazard wrinkles of words

That age the white of the paper;

They speak only of you.


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5 responses to “Endless

  1. And you’ve been producing very touching, heartfelt & beautiful work! A very lucky person, whoever they are. πŸ˜‰ Keep the wonderful lines coming πŸ™‚

  2. Marin

    that’s so sweet πŸ™‚

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