Here's a poem which - I hope - is more interesting than the humorous but mundane everyday event that inspired it.

White on white

I'd hurt you, harmed you, constricted your heart
In the depth of one night – destiny dared look at me, and demand:
What had I done?

I chose my words carefully – I wasted none
Forged in the fire of my heart, purified to perfection
Bright, blazing with the heat of love's truth
Words tattooed in white, onto our eternity

Your beauty blazed too brightly, my eyes burned shut
After all I'd done, I dared not look at its purity
My apologies most earnest, but your whiteness assured -

My words were white on white.
My words were white on white.