Spilled Ink

The Words

Spill onto 

The paper in

Dropletts of agony

Things that left my mind

When the tenderness of the moment

Encapsulated me in the

Woven Tapestry of 

Your adortion

Words that fail me now

As I pick up my pen

And allow

My heart

To

Take 

Over

This poem is about: 
Me

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