“Oh, Narcissus! My heart beats ink for you. A pulse in every line. It's your eyes my words want to be read by, your kind of mind they would be understood by, your heart they'd be felt by, and then you'd feel the same way that I do, if only these words could be read or heard by you.” PlayGreek MythologyInkEchoNarcissusOvid Book:The Untold Story Of Narcissus And Echo Source: The Untold Story Of Narcissus And Echo