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
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I'm a woman that is absolutely in love with life....I'm doing what I love to do-as a massage therapist,a writer,a seeker of all that touches my soul and lifts my body.
I find great pleasure in the midst of chaos, in time with nature and kindred spirits.
I love the wisdom and clarity of Paulo Coelho, the music that makes me dance, and being present with the person I'm with.
I write to fulfill my soul and, hopefully, to touch others.
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