My love,
When I write to you
My pen feels enchanted
It starts to draw heart shapes
Urging me to keep writing
When I write to you
Words get crowded on my mind
They put perfume to attract me
For they know what you mean to me
When I write to you
The paper follows what I write
At times she smiles, at times blushes
For she reads between the lines
When I write to you
The pen, the paper and words
Start a love parade
Where roses are thrown in the air
While I see your face everywhere
Copyright ©️ Tina Rizk
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