The thoughts turn into words
falling onto the screen
as my fingers mindlessly follow direction
I know not the keys
should you ask me to recreate
the board which I lavish my energy
Tell me a story spin it away
bring forth the roundness
of the characters before my face
The moon and sun spin
romance and evil intertwine
tendrils growing over the gravestone
Traps set within my mind
love is a living creature
found in the hearts of all mankind
Acknowledging with a smile
romance doesn't always fall in line
consequences wait patiently in the weeds.
barb
I am currently working on my 15th Novel which takes place during World War Two in the Pacific Theater.
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