The pen moves effortlessly across the paperRomance stories spill from her hand likean angel pouring rain from heaven
She is no longer in chargeHer hand takes over,writing beautiful words creating imagesin her mind far beyond anyone’s comprehension
She writes stories of love, passion andromance, portraying a life of paradise.Her stories envelope her in a perfect world,created by the stroke of her pen.
She becomes lost in her words, immersed in her thoughts,entangled by the feelings of her characters.
Detached from the world,she emerges unconscious,unaware of those around her.Speculative stares are all that she receivesfor being a person absorbed by the pages of her journal.
She is a writer.A hopeless romantic.A loner.
She’s not lost. She’s undiscovered.