A Love of Writing.
My pen flows over paperAs my thoughts still spin around
I feel as though I'm floating
On a cloud above the ground
And from this high point I can see
A whole new world with clarity
A world I'm sure thats seldom seen
Except by those who sit and dream
A love of writing,a creator of dreams
A romance with poetry,or so it seems
Then the crushing finality
The wrenching despair
For a love thats not love affair.
Poetry by penfold18
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Written on 2005-12-15 at 12:49
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