Poet

I want to be among
The words that fill your pages
In the spaces between
The lines of your journal

Hidden in secret
Crevices of your mind
Pulled out only
When in solitude

I want to be remembered
Through your prose
And by your letters

Oh it pains me so
When the ink has dried
And the cover closed

I just want to be
Among the words
That fill your pages

Author's Note

This piece was, in part, inspired by the song Poet by Bastille.
I encourage you to check it out.!

Reviews

[Jack Wolfe]

This reads as a heart-felt tribute to a poet/writer who has captivate and enslaved your heart and mind. It always amazing when you find a written work or an author that can pull at you conscience and subconscious strings . . . words can be enchanting, and our interpretations can turn our world into a place of wonder and awe.

[Alfred Kukitz]

There is a sweetness here among the lines and words that fill your heart.

[Alfred Kukitz]

Beautiful, enticing writing. I was there among the flowers that called your name