The Spark

Penny Wilson Writes



Moments
dissolve
under my fingertips

Meaningless

The spark
oh, that spark
how I chase you!

You tease me
tempt me

I dream
of the other side
of the page 

Blissful 
virginal world
of my creation

The rush!

Spark
ensnared!

fleeting

elusive

Fingers fly
across the keyboard
before the

evaporation

of
the
Spark 

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