A blank slate of paper,
At birth, no marks to see,
A story yet to be written,
What character will it be?

What narrative to drive
That actor’s soul, and make it thrive?
A setup from the start,
And conflict lurking in the wings,
But how will it play out,
And what resolution will it bring?

We, the fictional,
Take our lines from the Divine,
But the genre we choose,
Is what makes it truly shine.

For me, romance is the way,
Not this horror, please, I pray.
Let the pages turn,
And the story unfold,
Let love be the centerpiece,
And let our hearts be bold.

So let the ink flow,
And let the words take flight,
As we journey through this story,
With love as our guiding light.

:: 03/27/2023 ::

About EPRobles

Writer, Artist. I like to paint abstract acrylic images onto canvas. I love to read everything, and I especially enjoy science, philosophy, and the arts. I'm new to the blog experience and I very much enjoy it! I hope to learn as much about all the features that WordPress offers and thank you -- my visitor -- for taking time to read my words. Peace and love... View all posts by EPRobles

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