Last night I poured every ounce of my heart
In along with the ink of my tears
Exposing all of my delicate vulnerable parts
While shaking inside with fear

I spread stark white linen pages warm with a flow
Revealing secret parts of my soul
Safely hidden away in caverns burning aglow
Longing only, to become whole

Trembling hands, penned with the ink of my soul
Shedding light, on the sweetest truth
Of the feelings burning deep inside like fiery coals
Which I hold in my heart for you

Today, I watched the crystal ink of my tears
Drying on the words, I wrote
Still shaking inside, while waiting to hear
Your reply, to my soul’s note

As I see the sun sinking low there to the West
Another night, bringing day to an end
I wonder here to myself, if the ink of my soul will rest
Or possess the crystal ink, of my tears' pen