Love In Ink

My pen finds its way

into my waiting hand.

Oh what to describe

today? Shall I write of

love lost? Shall I write

of paradise in her eyes?

Where should my pen

transport me to today?

Shall I fly on love's wings

straight into her arms.

Shall I be transported as

in a dream, to a lovely world

filled with brightness and hope?

My pen has decided that

I need to be transported

to a wonderful place

where my love will ever be true.

I'm in a place where my heart is safe

and my love is returned in kind.

Let me forever stay in

this haven of the heart.

Let my pen never run out of

ink and dispell this lovely

dream. Let the wings of

angels stand guard over

my love and me. Let our

love not just stay in ink but

flow between us sweet

lovers.

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