You promised to flow, to emerge
But my ink dries
Waiting for you to appear
The mirror I write upon
Fogs with silence
As only my breathing is seen
Insanity I spin
Attempts to stay steady
Your kisses in the wind
My ink dries a different color
Than the dreams that fed it
As I bleed upon this world
You promised,
To flow to rivers end
Emerge onto a sea of paper
But my ink dries
Waiting for you to appear.