Writing.....much like two lovers
so succumbed by each others' depth
that they forget all that surrounds them.
Writing is a passion,
a way of life that is filtered
through the thoughts of the undecided reader.
poets unknowingly spill words of genius
onto an absorbent sheet of permanence.
reading it over,
admiring each word
like a
piece
of
art,
a painting colored by details that are unrecognizable to the artist.
Not stolen,
not original,
not real to its maker.
As if to have been in a daze whilst cooking up this newly inspired recipe. Blindly painting college ruled lines
with words concocted in a high.
A high off of thoughts
whetted by the thoughts of words.
a constant cycle of
emotions,
words,
poetry....
emotions,
words,
poetry.
writing is inspiring,
enlightening and beautiful.
If only everything could write.
if only everything were written.