Ink
maybe
it's the ink on her arms
that
makes her imagination soar,
perhaps
it's the ink on her paper
that
helps her spread her wings,
or
it might be the way she smiles
as
her pen touches the page,
drawing
beautiful figures...
maybe
it's the ink itself,
or
maybe it's her mind,
or
perhaps it's her soul,
it
might even be her heart....
but
it's the ink that makes it come alive.
~Raine~
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