Overwhelmed under ink
Embraced in traces of her
Drenched in an elegy
He whispered a tale
Both strange to the tongue and mind
Yet strong as a scent on an animal farm.
Tilling time to seek a smile
He took his chance
Drawing tears in darkness.
Yet when it was dawn
Another story stood true
Awash with scarred face.
Swashed with emotion
He penned her words
Yet backwards they landed on paper.
