I want to dip my pen

I want to dip
my pen in the blood
of your heart
and write a poem,

A poem that talks
of love and life
and hopes and fears
and tears and smiles,

With the daring of Keats,
the sweetness of an ancient ditty,
the wit of Shakespere
and the music of Marlowe,

Clear as a mirror,
true as a picture,
fresh as a stream
and deep as an ocean.