The pen your name when writes...

With the thought of writing
Your name on this white page
I'm writing this...
After a long time
My pen has so wished...
To write your name
On the white page-
As I revisit
The days of liquid ink
And handmade paper that soak
Every impression made on it...

With the object of finding you
Once again I write
And I know that is another way
Of discovering myself right...


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