ink.

Posted on 10 August 2016 by what sandra thinks

dark.

the sky
black as the ink
on the pages I write
no moon no glowing stars tonight
why is it every time
you are away
the nights
appear darkest?
the fates should know by now
the chilling darkness frightens me
when I am without you
I hide my eyes
until
I have you back
heart beating against mine
perfect strong arms surrounding me
and delicious kisses
stealing my fear
away

—♥—

[Inspired by characters of my own creation…]
© what sandra thinks
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About what sandra thinks

Sandra is a writer, sometimes blogger, poet, artist, emotional disaster. She thinks far too much and sleeps far too little. Sandra lives in the Northeastern U.S. but dreams of an oceanfront home in Italy, but she would settle for a non-oceanfront home in Italy. She loves books, brutal honesty, coffee, and the color black. She hates insincerity, beer, whipped cream, and facebook. And she is uncomfortable talking about herself in the third person.
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14 Responses to ink.

  1. ladieswholunchreviews's avatar ladieswholunchreviews says:
    10 August 2016 at 8:52 am

    Who wouldn’t love someone like that? If you create an extra, could I have him?

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  2. Meg's avatar Meg Sorick says:
    10 August 2016 at 9:24 am

    I’m with Diane, write me one of them, too!

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  3. Eric's avatar Eric says:
    10 August 2016 at 9:25 am

    This is wonderful, Sandra! 💕

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  4. deleted's avatar VictoryInTrouble says:
    10 August 2016 at 10:50 am

    Well, if you’re making extra… 😉
    Beautiful poem!

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  6. Mandibelle16's avatar mandibelle16 says:
    11 August 2016 at 9:59 pm

    Beautiful poetry Sandra.

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