A Private Affair

When we sit to write with pen in hand a private affair begins between muse and myself Its a poetic journey as we enter another element a renewal of spirit, soul searching, looking for answers 'not allowed' sign is posted, the door shut, locked, the key hidden, so we cannot be disturbed, as we venture inward. poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry poetry