Malena

I Write, For it is the one thing in this Life I must do; It is how I feel, breathe, sleep, And wake.... It is my world, my love, my life, And I should perish from this Place but for the soul that the Words give to me, to share with All those whom I hold dear. There is no other place for me to Be, this is my home, softly in the Words I will always be found, Holding them like a delicate Treasure, they are the colors in My world that create the beautiful Tapestry that is my life... I AM A POET, therefore I will Write until I have but no breath Left in this body.