I Love the Smell of Ink

A Poem by suuyuwriteyunu

I love the smell of ink

And the way a pen can weave it into words.

I love the way each word

Can conjure up multiple different sentences.

I love how these sentences

Are the root of our minds,

The reason our thoughts can be seen,

The reason our souls can be heard.

Do you love the smell of ink, too?

Author's Note

written: July 2024

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Added on February 15, 2025
Last Updated on February 15, 2025
Tags: ink, smell, the smell of ink, words, possibilities, sentences, love, souls, heard, seen

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