Wednesday, 12 February 2014

The Painter

I paint with words
A loaded head run free on paper
An origami heart

Apologies, valentine
You will have to make do with these decorative excuses
They are all the words I have

I have tried to paint you
But cliches follow me
I can sketch the universe, but not you in it

Perhaps it is because, for me, you have no limits
Our love has no boundaries
I cannot paint an ending

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