Ink

One day death will come
and take me by surprise  
There will be not a glimmer  
in these hazel eyes  
nor words to spill  
from these cold lips  
 
and If you really  
 want to know  
It was with fervor  
I bared my soul  
To those I loved  
or those in need  
 
For none but I  
could see your soul  
In such a way  
I felt it's glow  
and after all
It was you  
who caused this  
fervent ink to flow