Poetry of the Flesh

By Unknown - August 18, 2018

I put my pen to stark white paper
Spelling love with crimson ink
It's been a long time since I have written
But I'm a poet and I like to think,
That I can make people's pain better
When I imbue words with blood and bone
And the only way to breathe life into letters
Is by draining out all of my own.

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