The Written Word
by LateNiteFantasy©
The potential of the written word,
Whether it be simple prose or honeyed verse,
Allows an opening in time and space,
To forget about the pain of reality's curse.
For on the page of black and white,
Our imaginations may run free.
Through this creativity exposed,
True selves which normally we can't see.
Like masks removed, we are revealed,
Our passions there for all to share,
Which otherwise might not be shown,
So scared that no one else might care.
But like the warmth of heated breath,
Cascading across my cheek and ear,
A delicate touch which reached the soul,
Making everything seem so clear.
Comforting as a lover's arms,
A firm embrace or sweet, deep kiss.
Like passionate love, uniting us,
In a brief moment of total bliss.
So do not think it strange at all,
Or think me utterly absurd.
That when I say where my heart lies,
Is the seduction of the written word.