If my words ignited your soul, I would write until I had no more. All my  ink I would spill, knowing that in your life a space I would fill. I’m no ordinary gal, writing ordinary words; my ordinary is extraordinary. A small concept I’ll transform into a great idea and transfigure a thought into a perfect creation, get your mind wandering and debating. Ignite your lobes through your senses, get you dancing my dances.Your vocal cords vibrating and your blood stream exhilarating. I’ll make your heart, beat to the rhythm of my words and your body crash to stories like you’ve never heard. I’ll make you want my phrases, make everything seem faded. With a few lines catch your interest, have you searching all day like you do on Pinterest…Give me your hand and let’s enter my world; let me show you things, you’ve never dreamed before.

-M.Fernández

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Coveted

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Only days pass before I begin to yearn for him and I can only hope he feels the same. The thought of him consumes my soul and it just makes me love him so much more. My heart is once again alive regardless of how much time has passed. I can feel his touch even when it hasn’t occurred and to some it might seem absurd, but every thought just makes me work up my nerve. To fight for him like I’ve never fought before, because this could lead to so much more. A life of happy moments and perfect nights, a long side the man who was always right. The only man who stuck by me through thick and thin and was never scared to show me what was within. A man so selfless, who would let another have my heart, if this would turn my life to art. But he’s the man who inspires my soul and makes me search for more. He’s the man I can never forget and whom no matter, what I never regret. He’s the man only man I want to love, because in him I can always trust.

-M. Fernández

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Maybe Someday

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His fear is evident; we’ve been waiting so long, and many times we weren’t able to hold on. Our paths, criss and crossed but never seemed to align, no matter how much we searched we could never each other find. Now we’re here face to face but no one knows what choice to make or if we should just let it all fade. But the memories are buried deep inside, and there begging that we don’t let them die. We’ve survived too much to give up now, but the question always remains and that is how. How do we let go of all the scars traced across our hearts, those scars that at night tear us apart. He’s the one I’ve been searching for all this time, not knowing he’s been here all along, tied to the notion that we belong. If only we could let go of all the hurt and all the pain, maybe we could erase our mistakes and finally mend all the heartbreaks. But his fear is evident and theres not much I can do, except maybe say, I’ve always loved you.

 -M. Fernández

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Fallen Angel

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He was like fire, beautiful but dangerous to the bone. He could keep you alive when you most needed it and destroy you and when you least expected. He was an angel turned devil, he was evil trying to become right. He was the monster you feared at night but then befriended and thought it to be right. He was everything you loved and hated embodied in a single soul. He was what made you doubt if you could go on anymore. He was what made you drop, but also picked you of the floor. He was everything you wanted and didn’t want to be. He was what incarcerated you but also set you free.

-M. Fernández

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Unsettled

She said goodbye to another body she knew as home. Another soul that had almost become her own. But as much as she loved him, he never understood that home was never a place. Home were his arms, home was his heart. Home was something no one but themselves could tear apart. Home provided happiness like no other, because happiness was never about the places explored or the personal battles conquered. Happiness was seeing those beautiful eyes and smile time and time again. Home was about having a lover and friend. But home was a one way stream, home in reality was nothing more than a dream. An idea that was never fulfilled and was easily killed because at the end it was all about the thrill. 
-M.Fernández

 Copyright © 2017 Marlin Alicea Fernández, Soul to Ink. All Rights Reserved