A Friend To Write With

A Surge Of Inspiration, so strong, so sweet,
Comes to my soul whenever we meet.

It swirls and spins, inside my mind,
Like a roller coaster, the fun kind.

On a parchment made of dreams,the letters jotted down,
The words we write together, can turn any frown.

The ink is put away, we say good bye,
You go away, and don't wonder why.

Good bye, no that's not the word,
Good bye, that seems so absurd.

"See you later!", you cross th fence,
See you later, yes, that makes sense.