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Dec 2016
she*  lives  in  the  air,  the  foot  and  wheel-­driven  earth
her  beauty  in  the  breath  over  ­seas,  hurricanes,  tornadoes
the  boiling  hearth  in  rocky  mountains
her  mental  toil  all  over  the  earth's  soil­
in  words

she  is  a  writer,  her  soul  goes­  everywhere
where  she  has  written*
her  imagination  travels  with  you  everywhere
once  she  falls  in  love  with  you
you  will  never  die

she  is  a  writer
crickets  and  stars,  beetles  and  sun
her  wor­ds  of  love  have  spun
its  web  around  you
you  will  never  be  free  from  her  presence
­her  words  are  everywhere
this  is  she,  the  ­writer.

dropped  on  trees  of  paper
spilled  in  rivers  of  tears
exhaled  in  a  hungry  yet  appetite-free  breath­
as  her  fingers  bleed  that  heart  felt  emoti­on
on  the  next  note
she'll  be  a  fine  line ­ between  ******  and  memory
a  literal  pint  of  dopamine
she  might  one  day  only  be  a  memory

her  starry  starry  dream  for  ears  out  ther­e -
stepping  foot  marks  on  the  hearts  of  many­  around  the  world -
being  omnipresent  in  literature
to  all  who  need  a  pint  of  literature  do­pamine.

© Nelize 2016
She is everywhere. Where her mind goes, there she is present. She is everywhere in this world where her mind takes her. The inability to escape imminent heart ache in this world drives her imagination to places that heal her heart. An imagination gifted to her by her Creator, to help conquer the pain in this world. That writer is me.
Written by
Nelize  South Africa
(South Africa)   
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