The sting of fresh ink
The pressure of the fountain
The feel of the metallic
The love for a hand.

Swirling azure
Midnight blue
Black as knight
White as hue.

Letters unknown
Searching for cavalier fools

A dream is nothing but a dream within a dream

Can I be as fresh as Poe?
I'm as mopey as Keats
Maybe I'll survive
Being fresh and fine

Emotion is my business
Suicide is my hobby

What the **** makes a girl a poetess?