Thursday, May 24, 2018


Drowning in a blue inkwell
Suffocating in your words
Unravelled and chaotic
My sublime to your absurd
Hidden treasures I do find
In some of your rambling thoughts
Falsehoods spiraling
The words you choose say a lot
Careful conjecture takes me
To a place I cannot delve
Love inconspicuously
Keeps my heart upon a shelf
Wax my darling poetic
With an ounce or two of rhyme
Every word you have spoken
Forever kept in my mind
Straight is the arrow you aim
From dear Cupid’s wordy bow
A bullseye when you kiss me
A miss when you let me go
Parting is such sweet sorrow
The romantic oft’ will say
When Dear John starts your letter
No words can cradle the break

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