THE AUTHOR’S MIND

I feel a story coming on

The Characters are carefully placed where they belong

Words are the narrations

Dialog with no intimacy

Letters formulated from the Alphabet

A time with hours to write

Alone in thought

Inspiration of sought

As the words opened up

A theory appeared

It was romance being only a test

But there was an interruption throughout

War took place

It wasn’t a warrior war

It was a war of two hearts

Together was separate

The words behind were the illustrate

The storm of two minds

Don’t speak

Retreat

Emotions had no thoughts

It was a stand alone tormented

Leave me

The sunset had settled down

Now no one can be found

Path’s go down different roads

This wasn’t something that was told

This is what soul took hold

We were only a yesterday

But now I know my tomorrow

Sorrow less

This is a confess

Love was only a moment

Days that formed live

This is the only objective

Good-bye