Colouring Me In

Before you,

I drew a self portraits

within my boarders

in colours I thought others

wanted to see.

Then you came along and

scribbled all over me in

every shade you could find.

Lines were no limits under

your zigzags.

Sometimes my heart screams

under the weight of the pressure

under all these layers

i’m discovering.

The me I always was but never knew

I could love completely until

I met you.

I like colouring in together.

You’re a much better artist anyway.

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