ink hovers close
breathing thought on her porcelain skin
enticing
at first touch
worlds collide,
the first word is a legend.
soon after, the letters fall like rain
life begins in the white desert
pieces of dreams hidden in ink capsules
their mission
to sprinkle this water on dry hearts
sparking Life
paper
ink
a dream
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