Blank lines on a sheet of paper is death <br />As the pen bleeds <br />So do I <br />For when she goes <br />So do I <br />My heart no longer of any use to my body <br />Has been sacrificed and reproduced in word <br />You have my heart on the tip of your tongue <br />You have my heart in thought on your mind <br />Me to you as earth to sun <br />Me to you as done as dying <br />No shame no pain <br />Just a letter in ink <br />Until forever where ever <br />We again will meet <br /> Sincerely, a Poet <br /> <br />Let these words tribute no glory <br />To what was and what will be <br />Of a man and his story <br />The poet who loved and lived eternally<br /><br />Bron Dayvid<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/how-a-poet-lives-part10-finale-life/
