SoulReserve

Human Ink

We dance,
We draw spirals,
around the fires,
we sing;
We create strokes,
of words,
calligraphic;
We spill colors,
like hues,
around our souls;
We drink in,
the beautiful;
Devour,
the skin from life,
we fill it up to the brink;
We embrace,
in the rain;
Our hearts,
bleed
human ink.

© SoulReserve 2015


human-ink I am fascinated with your URL and so I borrowed it to title/write this poem 🙂

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