Alone with pen <br />On the outskirts of many <br />Seeing their whispers <br />Knowing their thoughts <br />Poised and intriguing <br />Her presence felt <br />Her manner friendly <br />Their eyes burn her flesh <br />Who is she? <br />That sits there and writes <br />An ordinary woman <br />With a dream in sight<br /><br />Angels Ink<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-poet-39/
