Black ink upon my paper
Forming into words
With meanings behind meanings
My love for it can’t be greater
Black ink, as black as my heart
Flows like blood from my pen
Creating words with life
That never falls apart
Love has no meaning
When it has no letters
Or no spelling
Love comes from words I’m weaving
When I make the ink, letter, word, sentence, and paragraph link
I create beauty
I create feeling
All through black ink.
