It's been a long time since I ****** with a pen.
Told my lady tonight something I just can't forget:
If you really love something, at least do it on the side.
So welcome me back, O wordsmith, if you would delight.
If not, fade me to alignment of some other greater ill,
fate me worse none, than one thought, but I will still keep a bill
of every broken, ****** up, and beautiful thing that I've been given,
and I'll still want to turn that **** into a living.
I haven't written in so long, but it's not something I forgot my love for. I've always wanted to become a better poet, and one of my dreams is to get my work published. Who knows if it'll ever happen, but I'd like to keep writing in the meantime if you'll have me.
