A Writer’s Love Affair

I pick you up and hold you close
I grasp you nervously with sweaty palm
I await the urges spewing from my soul
Sometimes I have tears uncontrollably when I am with you
At times I am laughing as you bring that out in me
Occasionally I stop and ponder our future
My excitement with you rises to a peak of euphoria
Then at the climax of my moment my lips relinquish their gifts
A sweet and gentle kiss ensues between quill and papyrus
My passion’s result is manifest

I could never picture my love affair with writing not being a part of my life.  © an hour ago, Georgieanna J. Harp    writing • creativity • passion