I have fallen hard Babe. You have a bit of a rival.
I have fallen for thoughts put down on paper.
I have fallen for ideas that speak ones mind.
I have fallen for short and long pages,
yellow and wrinkled brittle to the touch.
The masters of emotion that express through
the mighty pen.
That makes me say I know your words I feel them.
Common ideas seen out of anothers vision
through ones own eyes .
How my heart swells with hunger reading slowly.
To digest every last word placed to tell a story.
Bravo you know your poets well.
Teach me my hunger for poetry grows.
Namaste Maestro
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