You, Me, Ink
My pen drips ink
And writes of you
And describes the beauty you infuse
My pen bleeds ink
And tells the truth
Of all the kind deeds that you do
My pen spills ink upon the page
Thinking of your eyes that I look into
And takes me to that place of hearts
Where love is created within you
My pen leaks ink
And makes me think
That all I wish is to be with you
Through good and bad
Through happy and sad
You are the muse that seems to get me through
So come with me
And fly with me
To a place of imagination and fantasy
Where we spill ink
And cross the brink
Into conscious reality
And rest in the summer sunshine haze
And dream our very lives away
In a love embrace if two twin flames
We will leave our ink upon the page
For all to read.
Copyright © Fauxcroft Wade | Year Posted 2018
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