Words are play.

I know,
  so much meaning.

Pouring all of our feeling and pain.

Only into a few lines.

Notice I said "our".

Means,
  not the only one.

Take the chance.

Let your mind fly.

Play.

Reviews

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:: wonderful poem... it's good we took a chance... else how'd we meet... :: i love our fairy's comment... haha... :P

[Renée]

Oh look a flutterby on your nose....Play .·´¯`·.´¯`·.¸¸.·´¯`·.¸♥

[Jon Roggie]

Groan. Here I go.

[Renée]

oh you poor dear! I guess we (flutterby and I) should not have eatten that last sweet pea scone lol