Bottled Feelings (Revised Edition).

A bewitching hunger to write
Takes over me
When I see a paper and a pen
Feelings bottled in since yesterday
Rush to be expressed
Choke me to oblige
The neat white of the paper
Attracts the nib
Calls for a kiss
Nay an intercourse
That bears
Blue symbols of meaning
We both gaze at these symbols
And new feelings
Begin to bottle up over again.