i sat by
myself
in the
dim light
of lonely
listening
to the
titter-tat
of my
fingers
tapping
on the
keys...
questions
without
answers
ran
frightened
through
my mind
to a
distant
time and
place
where
love had
once
bloomed...
she awoke in me
the memory
of a poet
and
the days of
my youth…
her gentle voice
gave life to my
tired soul
and meaning
to my empty life…
my heart was
set ablaze
like the
burning sun
and words
poured out
of me upon
the sky…
she was the
paper i wrote
my dreams on
she was the ink
in my pen…