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My pen weeps ink

My pen weeps ink
Spurting from its well
seeping into pores
Of parchment skin
It stains my fingers
With blue nicotine .
Nibbling its end
To tease a thought
I line a sketch
A bare outline
a branch dusted
With crusted snow
dancing the light
Of crystal shards
Simple spectacular .

In my eyes horizon
I taste the melting
Ice on tongue tip
Tantalizing me
with about to fall
Nectar droplets
Lick me! it pleads
With blindfold eyes .
Far away
Dreaming on the rack
Of an half empty bed
Just like me
You float in
Vapour thoughts
Of a love
Pure
Imagined .

My pen weeps ink

timbuckley

Muckross Killarney, Ireland

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