Work Text:
Jet black rivers flow from a sea
As passion flows through the mind in streams
Thoughts and feelings build pressure like a dam
And emotions cascade like waterfalls
Pain gathers in the wrist like pools
As the heart pumped its life essence
Foamy white waters became her universe
A canvas
An ocean
And on its waters does ink flow forth
Her fingers are like tides
Pushes and pulls
Until sentences become still waters
As she gazes upon her piece
And with an exhausted smile does she drop her pen
For the reservoirs in her mind have drained
Only to be replenished by dawn