Handprint in Glowing Ink

each a touch, inked in that of a special kind

glowing beneath black lights,

imprinted upon my mind.

A handprint upon the soul,

each touch radiating in irridescent sky blue,

swirled in the lines of life,

imprinted in my thoughts unusual view.

I pour the ink to the paper,

pour my heart out through my hand,

in hopes that my touch could effect so deep,

as I cast my soul's imprint out across the land.

I pour the ink to paper,

my impressions swirled in the lines of life,

a small part of me,

radiating, glowing beneath black lights,

and apply my signature,

hoping in darkness one can see.