Writing for Ease

A pen in my hand is what feels right, i think of all the things to write. I could write about love coming from the deepest of hearts, or I could write about how this world is slowly falling apart. but no my love, you are why i choose to write. You kissed me gently through each and every strife. i press the pen to my paper, the ink like thoughts flowing from my mind to each and every line. see, you whisper the words to me and I always choose to hear, my love your thoughts so bold and clear. you are the reason i choose to write, the reason i have blissful peace. A pen in my hand feels just so right, for writing is what puts me to ease.