INK

Fingers hold
No pen, in days now
All inks spills
Sea of emotions
In a drop
By my tears

All commandments
Recede a distance
Breaching links
Deep down my feelings

Fasten firm
A touch of hope
By my little fingers
Stretching your hands
To pal me across

All dear kin
Close my pages, and
Promulgate my ruin
To look happy drying my ink