THE FRIEND IN OUR FINGERS

I am always within your fingers
Sometimes when you are very fast,
I dance
I make full your empty papers
And bring to light your thoughts and desires

When it concerns the ink and paper
I am your greatest companion
I leave dots on your hands
And sometimes,you might wonder how

Oh! You funny human
When my time has come
You still scratch my tip against the lines
Hoping I would come along and vomit words


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