The Writer

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Source: National Geographic

The Writer

 

To make love to a writer

is like being in the presence

of a rare and beautiful creature

 

Her eye is like that of a bird’s

Her wingspan, glorious, iridescent

She is the light that shivers

across the sheen of colors,

She is something fabulous, new

and exotic

 

She’ll take flight and soar

across the empty spaces

alight on a branch, both close

and so far away at the same time.

 

She is watching and waiting

for the new opportunities

forever the observer

forever alone.

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