A word, a verse, a flowing poem
an outreached pen
that makes graceful silhouette.

A story, a phase, a poetic song,
a hand dancing on keyboard
making ones heart speak.

Sometimes it forms black cloud
voicing a painful experience.

Other times it’s a ray of sun,
to be intertwined behind readers eyes.

A rhyme, a vision, a lyrical poesy
a spell casted out
for contemplation.
Outcome...
to be drunk like a fine wine
Or perhaps ingested
like a simply divine croissant
baked in an artists mind.