Writers Block

When having trouble with writers block, write about it? It’s all I could manage at the time! This is just a working title, any ideas for a better one, give me a shout!
Writers Block

With my fingers like legs

To the body of her spine

She stands on her tip

Awaiting orders to entwine

And there upon the white run

My hand slips to her thigh

Yet no touch can warm her ink

No matter how hard I try

And so I rest her head

As the words in me subside

For I can not catch her beauty

On this blank page tonight



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