The droplet that drenches the metal tip
A fine point that holds many stories
The grip that sends it dancing
Across white paper and lines so neat

That droplet that gathers on the metal tip
Blots of tales tailored for you and me
Bringing to life a world so different
Presenting you a universe
That you would fall in love with

That droplet, black and sleek*
The beginning of many beauties
Like those words written
That had formed my most beloved fantasy