What will I write about
if I fall in love?
I only know of lust,
of pining.
It gives me doubt:
what will I write of?!
Heartbreak turned to dust,
lights shining.
This emotional drought,
can I rise above?
Find in you some trust,
my silver lining.
It's a new route,
writing of love.
To try, I must!
No more whining.
© Cassie Mae Writings 2012