Of Ink

Partial Paper -A poet in heat- Ink carries its own tale, When moonshine intoxicates your pen Bottles of ink fill your mind Composing symphonies on every line Drops of passion all over the mask you wear Nothing compares to black stains and broken nails This part of you "A CAN'T BE REMOVED" tattoo The tough skin you'll ever live in Fountain pens of split identities Who Are You? Sinking words like no other Poisoned ink piercing every rhyme Inferior poet, making the heart pure Anger plus anger "GIVE ME MORE!" You have a desire to paint all day, Breathing and beating in every way Toxic lines, from which ink flows Inhaling images from the world Deep and cold sorrowed emotions True love is always easy to poetize Dear Poet: "Ink Never Lies." Pretty pink acrostic ink when she's nearby Sugar and salt, Epic taste of reality Ballads sang under the full moon Sunny Sonnets, on any rainy day Ode's of rivers from your past A dark smile jotting down memory lane Monologue tears brought under pressure Loading cartridges of fresh Senryu and Haiku" Dramatic red runs through your veins when all is done Unfolding old and new propaganda's POET: You are my favorite verse in every stanza ((Only this, and nothing more)) Writing is like giving birth ~*~