“Don’t tell me the moon is shining; show me the glint of light on broken glass.”
fell in love with a writer.
I was wrapped around her words,
like a creature in the middle of a cyclone.
And she spilled letters from her tongue
like a clumsy schoolgirl lost in the hallway,
which made me realize that she never knew
the merit she withheld from a stranger like me.
I am more certain that I have
fallen in love with a writer.
And she didn’t even
have to know
I absolutely love this poem and someday, I hope to have this kind of most secret admirer.
Sure, we writers can be a bit much to handle but, know this—our hearts are spun from only the best kind of ‘gold.’
Namaste and much love on this day.
(And remember, never ever be afraid to fall in love—even if it is just with a few silly words.)
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Ed: Bryonie Wise