Words

 

WORDS

From nothing they appear

Thoughts

imagination

creation,

Haunt me

Taunt me

Take me whole

Alive,

surging,

tempting and sweet

So much promise

So much hope

Dare I cower?

They close in fast

Willing me on

The sweet melody draws me in once again

As a world unfurls from the ink of my pen.  

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