She reads other people’s words

Once in awhile

And she underlines

The prose that resonates with her the most

Writes in the margins

The things that come to mind

She feels the passion

As if it were her own

A dance between two kindred spirits

Through time and space

An familiar ache

Fantasy plays with reality

As she reads and writes

Breathlessly

Other people’s words

And then her own.

❤Jeanna’ Mead

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