Poetry How it just flows through me......

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Some hear music in the air,
I see Poetry in thy written words,
You write me,
The words just flow out,
I know thee then,
I feel thee then,
For some I love them.

Poetry flows through me,
Like a river to the waterfall,
A Cloud to the sky,
Thy heart to yours.

Only the miles separate us,
The keyboard feels thee, or
it is just me...