And let the earth begin
For my soul hath begun
Let the stars glow to match mine eyes
And let the angels fall
For I have found Heaven here
Here in thee
For thy breath is my air
Thy body, my world
Thy voice, my grace
And thy eyes....thy eyes art my soul, my life
And in their absense, I am but mortal...
I don't do well with talking about myself so I will simply say that my writing sets the stage for my imagination to play. But more than that, every piece I write, whether a poem or novel, is a bit of .. more..
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