POET AND PEN

Take me where you go

Take me to your world of inspiration



Take me where words become clear

Take me home



For all this time you've held me in your arms

You embrace me, and I you

This emotional trip so personal



You take direction from my hand

My hand takes direction from you



These intimate meetings make me new

You keep my secrets, yet you ask for nothing



We dance together in a way that no one sees

You are my shelter, without you I'm lost



You are my therapy

You complete the part of me that only you knew I was missing

You sculpt my memories into words



Only a true writer understands

The relationship between poet and pen


Author's Notes/Comments: 

May sound a bit cheesy but some days my writing is my therapy you know

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