Words on a PageA Poem by Nosce Te IpsumBooks can set you free. Each page turning breathlessly. The words spill out like an overflowing mug of coffee. Delicious and awakening. Penetrating your soul, leaving you different than you came, than before you opened the cover. Pushing, pulling, dragging you into a world where you feel someone else’s pain, sadness, intimacy, joy. A secret between you and them, a treasure to keep, that emotion of love grown between the pages and yourself. They open your soul, allowing hindrances in your heart to escape, setting you free, like a bird in the clear blue sky on a crisp autumn day over a crumbling field. That’s love. © 2010 Nosce Te Ipsum |
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1 Review Added on October 14, 2010 Last Updated on October 14, 2010 AuthorNosce Te IpsumINAboutHonestly, I simply write for myself. I'm not big on the technicalities. I do it to keep myself sane because generally there is no other way to release my emotions. I will be thrilled and overjoyed if .. more..Writing
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