Sunday, 3 June 2018


Words strung together like exquisite pearls,
Like a beautiful lucky charm for any girl.

Uncomplicated like a string of diamonds,
Simple, sparkling, splendid and uncommon.

Littered around like thousands of shells on a beach,
Hand picked separately, phrased together for each.

Spilling out from a pen, what heart wants to read,
like the very breath that all living so desperately need.

Words weave magic, sometimes the truth, sometimes a web of lies.
For words are words, it is actions with which a person is defined.

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