Love Ink:
Narrative poem in collaboration with Pen Mysteries
Nobody
seldom stays here for long
love ink
stains
in a wink-
Don't cry dear,
its not your fault.
You will conquer,
and recover
Trust me,
she has more scars,
than beauty marks...
Her heart,
sits upon a undusted shelf—
Undaunted marked:
Dear no one
EMOTIONALLY
detached from romance...
Let your heart,
Free of troubles
running your own race
in a rumble...
Sickness humbles,
Look,appreciate, contemplate
his hearts desire to be her muse...
a white rose, placed in
Inkwell...
A sharpened stem quill,
he paints the roses red, living in her fantasies
Petals dropping like hints
too deepen the connection
Soaking in the love ink,
turning the crisp petals black-
I wish,
was simple as a smile
exposes
a dimple...
I wish,
to stay all through
hard and soft moments
like a tattoo on your skin,
raise you up
Only then see,
you’re as bold,
as stroke of a pen
and as soft as rose petals on a stairway...
About the Creator
Saroyan Coles
I want to empower others with my writing. I have always dreamed of seeing my name, on something.
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