Ink in love
Ink to weather the storm
Ink come home, to compare us
Ink welcomes a rage, to a driven conversation

Do you remember me?
Include the fate, of resolve
Secrets to look, and move beyond please
Ages to correct, the world for its voices haunt

Ink is hidden in the mountains
Ink sitting as a king, in the valley
Ink with a proud berry, can this hour be silent?
Ink to finish it's meal, with instinct's ally

See the choice I make...
A drama of vice, if not now with a solemn strength
Taken to surprised eyes, a future to live long and sake
A treasure of virtue, to tap the gifts of many, by length:

Ink has no child but you
Ink to collect the tear of another, wagers a jealousy
Ink is a stone of wishes in motion, with a new voice due
Ink can entail a frightened child, with the voice of an eye's house