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My thoughts are an empty page

Until, fading into existence, one name-

Yours

Right in the center of the page -my thoughts-

Ornate golden lettering shining ong the white blankness

It sparks the appearance of other things,

Thoughts becoming twisted vines and velvety flowers

All snaking out around your name

Weaving into an intricate pattern.

My thoughts wander off in random directions

The vines writhe and twist,

Drifting out to the edges of the page

But even so, your name dominates the complex design

Appearing hidden, visible only to me,

In the twists of the vines, or the pattern of the flowers

As the day passes by, the design grows ever more intricate

And ever more dominated by your presence.

With the fading of the daylight, the fading of my consciousness,

The apttern too fades, until all that is left is your name

And as I drift off to sleep, one thought resounds in my head-

I love you.