enjoy...=)
The joy, pain, and sorrow of words
if you understand you know it hurts
your anticipation as the story begins
you sadness when it has reached the end
The glory of passion leather bound
mystery of intrigue written without sound
I crave you deeply in my soul
those people and memories I'll never let go
the bitter sweet I'll pour over again
to share late hours like a treasured friend
The best of you fill me with hope
when life drowns me you're my sane rope
always bringing me back to my dreams
the gallant knight of tales it seems
Then teasingly you puzzle my mind
hints of secrets and meaning in you I find
and there are times you painfully hurt
but you always let me stop before it gets worse
My freedom you've never threatened to steal
you guard my rights protect me still
the pen is mightier then the sword
only man holds power with a few words
Throughout history you've painted the scene
the growth of men through power and dream
for my imagination you are the tool
but if I think I rule you then I'm the fool.
