I crave to bloom and bloom on you
Loath to shine on in your sadness
I long  to be the sun of your brightness
I wean  on thoughts of you
Like a toddler I dread the first step
But my leaking inks urges me on
lurking thoughts of you flows on on
I can express in shades of whites and black lining dots only
Hoping to make imprints on you
Blaze your heart with shining crystals
Of lyrics and words as you flip the next page and scan the lines of you.
May my unskilled dots charm that innocence of your unspoken love
And sooth like a balm that pain in your inner space for your love can flow still.
And this love my wet ink will share.