LOVE REWRITTEN

L ike seeds scattered randomly, our words still to grow, poems not yet written.
O nce fallow ground between us becomes fertile at the hands of the poet as magician.

V erses that speak sometimes of a past that can't ever be erased.

E choes of experiences, it's like over sea and land we've virtually embraced. 

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L ying in wait all those feelings I never thought to experience again.

O nce I was decisive, determined, now I can't control my wayward pen.

V erses that queue up to pour from my head, I am powerless to stop them.

E very one, as are you, is like a little gift from heaven.