Take the pen in your hand
Let it flow across the page
We will create the finest words
Known to this age
Give me the images of your soul
I will put them to words
Bleed the ink across the paper
All the way from your own world
Create beauty from this pencil
Sit at your desk and write
Tomorrow it may be nothing
But it is poetry tonight
(part seven of the Angel series)
Tatianna Rei Moonshadow
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/angel-of-poetry-part-seven/
