it happens like this
lured to write
i pick up the pen
as if I had something to say
as if inner turmoil
can be explained away
polished with a few choice words
like conflict, despair
shooed off, like a stray dog
made to hush
like a recalcitrant child
or rather soothed like only a lover can
2 comments:
There are no guarantees but it can help. Nicely captured.
Lovely prose, I can relate to this, sometimes the right words cannot be summoned from within to soothe and externalise the inner turmoil.
xoxoxo ♡
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