He takes the words we want to say
and lines them up, just right
She dips into emotions
and defines just how, they fight
He melds and refines his art
a flowing of the pen
She crafts things held in her heart
feeling, more than knowing, when
I read and commit to heart
each rhyme and piece of prose
Just how and why they do it
there ain't nobody knows
Complexities of story
great humor and desire
Expertly rolled onto the page
creative logs, stoking poetic fire
Jan 27, 2017
Jan 27, 2017 at 12:03 PM UTC
He takes the words we want to say
and lines them up, just right
She dips into emotions
and defines just how, they fight
He melds and refines his art
a flowing of the pen
She crafts things held in her heart
feeling, more than knowing, when
I read and commit to heart
each rhyme and piece of prose
Just how and why they do it
there ain't nobody knows
Complexities of story
great humor and desire
Expertly rolled onto the page
creative logs, stoking poetic fire
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