Poetry session that is. A little something that I keep going back and forwards on. Is it finished, is it any good ? Who knows, not me.

If this writer falls in love with you,
You’ll find yourself and a shortcut in the words I craft.
Maybe you’re lurking right here.
I’ll process you in type
Redraft until I’m clear what you meant
And what that means to me
Your flaws may darken some other character
But you’ll find my acceptance
Or not
in how I end the tale.
You’ll be certain of your impact
when you seep into my prose
I never know it, till I write it.
Then you’re set in stone.
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