White paper, blue lines,red edge on the side
clean and innocent
mind to paper, pen to soul,
words form as if by lightning
Here is the window to poetic imagery
a Dark Knight charging a Legion of words
pussy willows purring on a whispering wind
under a Black velvet night
There is the scented bed
pure erotica like a Siren
calling on the blank ocean of space
called " paper" where something unknown
wants to breathe........