From your pen

Silky smooth and slick

Lines of vivid expression

Seduced every page

Ink, dark and fluid

Dripped with blood from your heart

Fine calligraphy

With pregnant pauses

Emphasizing boundless love

Nursing every sheet

With delicate care

Loving words everywhere

The book now complete

Your pen has run dry

A scratchy erratic scrawl

Nothing more to give

The pages yellow

In a book rarely opened

Of a love gone cold