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........