Writing A Loving Manuscript Of Life Poem by FreeBird 02

Writing a Loving Manuscript of Life

If I wrote for you
Would I write what you long to hear
What I long to say
Or might there be a narrow bridge
Between these two
Where things might intertwine
From both states of mind.

Well
Here I go
With pen in hand
Writing the script
As a mediator must write
Within this plotful play of life.

Each line
Bends in time
High to low
Low to high
Where the crescendo will be reached
Challengingly...
But oh so divine.

In the review
Before submitting to you
I realized the precision is within
The learning
Of both side's
Wanted and yearning needs of desires
Which will ride with time
Which with time is now
Or never!

But most of all
What must the other see
To realize what is honestly there
Right in front of them
Fully intended with sincerity.

November 18,2014