Puny Heart.

As I put

the pencil lead

on to the

unscathed sheet

of paper,

the graphite

etched your name

without any

voluntary intention.

It took me

more than

a few seconds

to grasp the

sorcery of

the inanimate

pencil of mine.

But I gave in,

and decorated

the markings

on the paper

with a small

puny heart

alongside.

After all,it

was symbolic,

and what

else could I

have done.