Fragrant Ink

 When it rains~

on you~

it dampens my spirits~

but

When I write for you~

the thoughts pamper me~

they fondle me on my soul~

And~

words elude me~

they fly around~

like a butterfly~

spreading colors.

Everyday it's you~

 in my words~

that I etch on my soul~

with an ink~

that carries your fragrance.

The whole night~

becomes a long dream~

while i wait~

for putting you into words~

on a GOOD MORNING.