we have a story to tell when it comes to us
we wove through some hard times
that had truly made us cry
The Ink on the poet’s sheet
has been smeared with so many tears
The hands that rip the page of poetry  
will find the senseless Love
that was ever written
Come, come forth into the light
you will find our famous lines
of a Love that died
Come forth into the light
and let Nature of the poet’s handwriting
let my words of long ago teach your
weeping soul
My senseless Love
the Ink is poured on poet’s paper
for thousands to hold our words
in the Lovers mind of all times of you and I
Love never dyes
its words will last a lifetime.

Judy Emery © 1990
The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Judy Emery