I am eternally yours.
These eyes in their sightless state
can only see one pure vivid
colouring of love

These blown out irises that flood
with nostalgic visions of
purple veiled winds dancing with
the rays you shine upon my face.

My memory burns with the image
of an angel as ruby as the life
that flows through these
crimson rusted tubes that
feed me lust desire.

Only one can make this blind man
see a thousand splashes of
mesmeric colour on
the sheets of cloudy canvas.

Only one...

Only you...

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