What I feel is what I speak
What I feel is what I write
When passion seizes my ink
And I am whisked into my blissful world
Where words are the bricks
And emotions the mortar
For the beautiful mansions... cities … worlds that I want to build.
Nana Asaase ©
This is a masterpiece. I hope you have not copyrighted the poem because I need it urgently for another cause. lol
ReplyDeleteEric, we can always sort that out.But don't break the law; poetic license is not for sale.
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