I love writing. I love the swirl and swing of words as they tangle with human emotions and the inner music the words make. I write entirely to find out what I'm thinking, what I'm looking at, what I see and what it means. What I want and what I fear. I fill the paper with the outpouring of my heart.
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
Im not finished yet but just thot i'd post it
A distant breeze Rustles my leaves And the sound of voices Is carried on the wind The hot tropical sun Furiously beats down Trying to find A way to escape To find the surface Of the cool water Through my leafy branches
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