She bled into me
Like ink sinks into paper
Layer by layer
Until she seeped through
Words forever read
Over tea
Leaked blotches
Stained my surface
Blood red
Her exit wounds
Author Note: Originally published on January 25, 2017 on my poetry Facebook page, Poetry About Love. See link below.
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J.M. Powell
You can make anything by writing. -C.S. Lewis
My passion is to spread what it means to love.
My published books of poetry: Quantum Leap Overmorrow
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