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Handwriting
While I’m not sure why
There’s something powerful
In handwriting
Each line, each stroke
Takes its own tamber
You can see the flow of ink
Brushing with confidence
Or the wavering line
Shaking with emotion
The worlds spill off the page
Sometimes fast
And imbued with excitement
Sometimes slow
Weighed down by the weight of its meaning
I see your handwriting
the soft stokes and darkness
Of the pen
Pushing its blood into the page
You speak with excitement
You speak with calm I
Pull the paper closer
Lean forward in my chair but I
Can’t see you
Reflected in this
Hand writing
This soft looping hand
Writing
But I remember I
Remember the feeling of those
Words flowing off the page
I remember seeing you write them
But I
Can’t quite remember
Whose hand held the pen
Whose ink bleed onto page
Whose soul was speaking
Through this beautiful graceful hand
Writing Then
I look up and see the mirror reflecting
My window outside
In rainbow colors
My page outside
The view in black and white
But where am I? I
Can’t
See You, I
See
Some
Not you
Maybe I
But not You, I
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