The rumble of thunder and the tapping of raindrops atop a
tin roof stir my imagination, and make me smile. My sweet, you know the music I love best.
Sing to me. Stir my passions. Take me away to where only the imagination
can travel. Let us dance together heart to heart, soul to soul, spirit to
spirit.
The rumble of thunder and the tapping of keys atop my keyboard
stir my imagination, and make me smile.
My sweet, you know the words I need to hear. Write for me. Stir my passions. Let your prose be birthed
from my heart, travel through my veins, and flow from the tips of my fingers. Let
us write together heart to heart, soul to soul, spirit to spirit.
We dance, we write, we laugh, we cry, we kiss, we sigh, we
live, we die, together, you and I.
Till next time,
~T.L. Gray
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