
She tries to explain its significance
what it means to her
how it fulfills her
how it feeds her soul
in a way that nothing else ever has
But the words fall on deaf ears
as though she is speaking a foreign language
So she writes in secret
at times
Words are always on her mind
when she’s not writing
she’s thinking of writing
sometimes
to the exclusion of all else
At times she cannot get the words on the page fast enough
before they drift away
a whisper
a sigh
floating out of reach
gone forever
a haunting refrain
When she writes
she feels
sometimes she cries
sometimes she laughs
mostly she smiles
feeling a joy bubbling up from within
For every line
is hers
and no others
part of her
part of who she is
Her picture
boldly found
between the lines
©SirenSong1208
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