Teach me tonight:
let me read those lucid indigo inked lines of yours.
I'll trace them incandescent cross their swarthy canvas
never stood a chance
Teach me tonight:
let me learn those biting blacken burned lessons of yours.
I'll study their parchment casing 'til it blisters raw
more?
Teach me alive:
let me welcome that exquisite searing pain of yours.
I'll let you dowse me feverish with pearls of ardour
white hot, cool cool
emblazon every chapter every verse every word.
My pure white paper pages?
Aching to be stained by the weight of your pen.