Indeed I Do

It doesn’t matter,

where in the world I venture,

how many names I perfectly print,

before scribbling out,

until the page is as black as the night.

I will always find my way back to you,

because your name is written

on every inch of my soul,

and I am a seasick sweetheart,

saying the same six letters,

until my throat is sore and smiling.

Repeat.

Repeat.

Repeat.

Repeat.


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