Tuesday, March 13, 2012

Ink Stains and You

You stain my mind
like ink upon a crisp white page
where nothing else is visible –
or matters…. but you.

I see everything around
but it’s black – then I see
the blue shadows
which surround….. all of you.

Then I put my pen down
and dry the tears away
I look at all the writing
that I’ve written –
but all I see...... is
ink stains – and you.

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