The writer

If I were a sentence,

You’d be the novel.

If I were a river,

You’d be the ocean.

If I were paint,

You’d be the painting.

Everything I do,

And everything I say,

Leads me  to you.

I can take another path

Or halt myself at once.

But a painter

Cannot stop painting.

A river

Cannot stop flowing.

And a writer

Cannot stop writing.

And I cannot stop

Coming back to you.

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