It is said: "Beware of those who know how to write, because they can make you fall in love in without even touching you."
There are those who speak with quill,
dwelling behind a worded paper veil.
Often unseen, they can bend your will,
as they touch your soul, imposing a thrill.
She puts pen to paper and watches it impale,
like arrows drawn from a quiver.
He can write an article, making you flail,
infusing his thoughts in vivid detail.
Enveloping her verse can make you shiver,
or make you feel tranquil and warm.
With pen in hand, he aims to deliver,
consuming your mind like a gushing river.
She'll bend your mind with verses that ensue,
and affect the state of your soul.
When you read his writing he might own you,
and there's nothing on Earth you can do.
With flowing words they try to inform,
albeit often concealed from view.
They write their pieces and keep them of form,
they're a noiseless cast, watch them perform.
There are those who speak with quill,
dwelling behind a worded paper veil.
Often unseen, they can bend your will,
as they touch your soul, imposing a thrill.
She puts pen to paper and watches it impale,
like arrows drawn from a quiver.
He can write an article, making you flail,
infusing his thoughts in vivid detail.
Enveloping her verse can make you shiver,
or make you feel tranquil and warm.
With pen in hand, he aims to deliver,
consuming your mind like a gushing river.
She'll bend your mind with verses that ensue,
and affect the state of your soul.
When you read his writing he might own you,
and there's nothing on Earth you can do.
With flowing words they try to inform,
albeit often concealed from view.
They write their pieces and keep them of form,
they're a noiseless cast, watch them perform.