How have you inked

this palpitant heart?

Well, let me tell you:

Your barbs extend

long and deep and far,

far enough to pierce

skin of my resistance

with needlepoint of

your persistence.

But not only skin

deep; you refuse to

settle for what I

had to offer, deep--

you broke skin and

plunged deeper than

anyone ever did go

pierced right through

very venal lining

polluted my bloodstream

with you insistence

infusing ink of thought

rushing in its onslaught

sucked through mitral 

port into my ventricle

left graffitied and stained

your ink spreading toxin

'til all my breath is you

Such good poison it is too!