I get lost in your eyes
A sea of swirling mystery
Deeply embedded in my mind
You’re the anchor of my soul
I get lost in your words
Always a varied array of desire
Infinite wants and needs expressed
You’re the ink that colors my heart
© 2019 Michelle Cook
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As the ink slowly drips
Conjuring its spell
I give myself over
To the desires that dwell
I watch the words forming
In a vapory haze
Leaving me sickened
Weary and dazed
Stretching the bounds
Of my disjointed affliction
I write through hell
For this is my addiction
Lured once again
By this mysterious fate
These are moments
I live to hate
© 2019 Michelle Cook
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