Inkblot's Love Song

Inkblot's Love Song

Run in the black hills
Alphabet number four
Proboscis beating mind stills
You spark my blackened heart

Red trench wolf pack
Young, but older
Place soft claws upon my back
You spark my blackened heart

Darkness fishnet hot
Madness in a tome
Wolf girl charms the young Inkblot
You spark my blackened heart

Leather chains wrap my heart
You sit so close to me
Grey pools of madness my pulse start
You spark my blackened heart

Albino wolf, girl in the scrolls
Sunglasses in the blue
We are close, my drumbeat rolls
You spark my blackened heart

Silver talons grip my mind
Golden waving seaweed
Fear to speak for what I'll find
You spark my blackened heart

Roots and bubbles openness
Snow and alcohol
Hot blood dreaming endlessness
You spark my blackened heart

Rainbow clouds cover eyes
Face and curving form
Electric contact quill that flies
You spark my blackened heart

Flip a vaulted ceiling dove
Throbbing wolf heart girl
Inkblot will confess its love
You spark my blackened heart

You burn into an Inkblot's soul
Swaying shoelace book
So close so far hunt for a scroll
You spark my blackened heart