Yes. Our ink’s able
To blend and turn smiles upward
And with glad eyes, fade….
They wish to drink peace
And are connecting the dots
We’d best feed them well
My fingerprint -yours
And you’ll serve my tea all day
In fair exchange, right?
The unnoticed threads
That hang random off of us
I like that I love
I’ve been deciding
Between such fanciful words
Or just a “Thank You”
Why did he notice?
Was it that I sought a sound?
That I’d feel once more?
Bring on the challenge
To believe what my blood knows
And deny new news
They are asleep now
A whisper will have to do
…all I need’s not true
Will you let me go
To where only fire can live
Where no eye has seen