As poets we write
love letters onto tear stained paper
Where the ink sometimes fades
Like our love; like our poems
Mascara runs down a tear soaked cheek when there's
No way to rewrite the void left by your best friends disappearance
No way to take back words once spoken
And you can't erase what is in the stars written
Ink from our love letters faded
My words for a heartache traded
My heart torn apart, smeared into a work of art
My blood runs thick with ink
At least that's what words lead me to think
The melody dies away that was fine tuned just for you
And I wonder which will run out first my ink or these black tears
I now cry for you
It's not always easy putting into words what you feel
Just remember darling to turn the cards slowly as you deal
Our love's ink once so perfectly written
Now is smudged
The paper disintegrated
As my tears fall smearing ink across letters
Once written between us as lovers...