more poetry

Writing is like barring your soul to the entire world, but only little pieces at a time, because if you give away too much, they might not want to read the rest of you(r book).

Writing is like kissing the sun. So hot you feel like you could melt. You want to reach out and grasp it though you know you're not allowed to. Instead you're resigned to catching simples glances, fearing that if you look too long, you'll hurt yourself.

Writing is like kissing boys. You know you shouldn't do it, and yet something in your soul tells you it's just so right. Just so sweet. Just so romantic. You indulge little bites here and there, partaking in the sweet flings of writing.

Writing is like a day by the sea. The ocean breeze blowing through your heavy locks. Your feet stained with sand and water mixture. The book you were previously leaving discarded as you run off into the waves.

Writing is like a sunset. You want to stop and watch it, savor every moment it's around to hold your hand. Sweet simple conversations on the balcony, watching it escape you yet again to continue it's daily process.

Writing is like playing God. Building up your creations one by one, expanding worlds and furthering plot lines. A bitten lip here, a stolen glace there. New worlds are created, one's I've never experienced in my life, but my readers soon will.

Writing is like being free. Like I can really escape into the words and release myself. I am a free bird being guided by the wind that is my brain, and it will take me wherever the horizon will lead us. Fervently adapting and constantly changing