If you write please come and enjoy – I Miss You My Friend
I miss when writing came easy,
When words flowed from my veins,
Falling into perfect lines,
Flowing into flawless sounds.
I miss when mind and body would meet,
When I could write as fast as my thoughts,
Pouring blues and reds to purple,
Painting pictures using only word.
I miss when my thoughts sung in tune with these hands…