GIP, OMG. Does it not rock your socks? I love you,
ariadneelda, let's make babies! *snuggles you*
And so this post has a little more substance than just me squeeing (OMFG, SQUEEE!), have some poetry:
The Red Marking Ink, by Acadia Carla Acadias
So much depends
upon
his red marking
ink
trapped in its
bottle
beside the black
quill.
Yes, it is a filk of The Red Wheelbarrow by William Carlos Williams. Yes, it sucks. Sorry.
(SQUEEEE!!! Look at its beautifulness!)