Unknown Ink
From unimaginable depths of unknown inkThe pathos of a sunbeam is born
Dancing upon rose petals and thorn
Seeking Love's impossible images, to think
Of how much the meaning of a moment passing bye
Catching breaths in nets of wanting you only to try
Not to blink, the heart beats forever somewhere other
Someone holds you together or maybe another
Will awake from a bad dream so worn
The pathos of a sunbeam is born
From unimaginable depths of unknown ink
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2019-03-19 at 19:06
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