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My Inkwell

by Julie Adams

there's a fluttering blue butterfly within
and it sings your name
between velvet buttercup kisses



somehow
your ink has
stained me

skin stained with ink,
ink stained with blood,
blood stained with love,
love stained within;

somehow
your ink has
stained me,
tattooed beneath
my willing flesh

I kiss your tongue
where untold stories lay,
despite your telling eyes
framing love
in the kiss of your lens

somehow
your ink has
stained me,
colored glass in morning light,
a mosaic of raw emotion
glistening

love seeps into veins
true blue
even when we bleed

somehow
your ink has
stained me
my porous soul
my wanton heart
my electric veins

and you,
my inkwell
my love,
stain me, claim me
in your midnight embrace,
hold on tight until that final hour

my love is your diary, inkwell,
write your heart out
and seal it with
a kiss

05/23/2011

Author's Note: For Jess and Ahmet

Posted on 05/23/2011
Copyright © 2016 Julie Adams

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Alison McKenzie on 05/24/11 at 12:23 AM

'somehow your ink has stained me my porous soul my wanton heart my electric veins" These lines pierce me...

Posted by Ava Blu on 05/24/11 at 04:41 PM

Oh wow, my friend. Quite beautiful.

Posted by Morgan D Hafele on 05/25/11 at 08:42 AM

incredible and beautiful.

Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 05/26/11 at 11:58 AM

Great concept Julie. The vocabulary and construction do a wonderful job of maintaining it throughout the poem.

Posted by Joe Cramer on 06/01/11 at 10:56 PM

... exquisite....

Posted by Laura Doom on 08/14/11 at 05:56 AM

I'm reliably crap at the tribute thing -- fortunately appreciation is not beyond me. A painfully pleasurable touch...

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