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Sometimes I like to torture myself by reading first drafts of stuff I’ve written. Some of it’s just really, really bad, and then I come across something that makes me pause. I read it and wonder why I left it on the cutting room floor.
This is what I came across this today:
When I am with you,
There’s a feeling of forever,
For the love I have for you
Is by far my greatest pleasure.
A love so simple, yet divine
Ages gracefully like wine.
You are my happiness—
You make my heart sing—
Being with you
Is my favorite thing.
It was a poem written for one of my characters by another character when they were young and had just fallen in love.
Was it written by a woman or a man?
