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Bleed'N Ink
bleed'n ink
like a river
slithering
around mountains
through valleys
and over cliffs
gushing out
falling free
all the ink
that's in me
I urge
to bleed
personal possessive pronouns
in front of your name
and every endearment
personal possessive pronoun this
personal possessive pronoun that
personal possessive pronoun sweet...
personal possessive pronoun dear...
they all roll right off my keyboard
but they mean nothing
unless rolled right off my tongue
you aren't personal possessive pronoun
anything--yet
and I've hemorrhaged
a blood bank
over you
... yeah
true...
you've spilled vast quantities
over me, too
quite the ink bath
we're wading through
but
no personal possessive pronouns
start using them on me
I'll start using them on you
next thing you know
I'm on flights
with stuffed bunnies,
roses, chocolates, and daisies
believing in
happily ever after
so... no
personal possessive pronouns
not until we have
no more ink to bleed
but, oh,
how I want you
to be....
Copyright ©
Steven Young
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