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
6 36 a.m. 2-14-19
Www.jeannasoul.com