Writing

I love the tit tat that defines my check each day 
I cherish the dove slogan sound that silently caress my books 
Each time I set the pen moving 
It borns all ideas in store on paper pages 

And I feel emptied 
Thinking I would never write another day 
But when the muse set my down hues up like other sages 
Paper-pen relationship gets me easily enticed 

Pleasurable themes are the hooks 
That surrenders my heart to the solemn vigil of writing
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