I love to write
I see my pen streaking through the sky,
Unleashing what's truly in my minds eye.
These words even span the sky,
Sometimes making people cry.
This is the power of my minds eye,
To seek and be found, to love and be bound.
This is my sacred ground.
I need to make you see what I see and feel what I feel.
In this I am unable to be shy.
My affair is with the written word.
I know to some, that is simply absurd.
But in my mind, this is the way it is supposed to be.
And I will continue to let my pen show you what I was truly meant to be.