Be my subject,
the muse that commands my words.
Be close enough for me to love you,
but not so close as to fall in.Let me study
the callouses on your fingertips,
the scars on your heart,
and the twists of your mind.Give me your words
and the puzzles they entail,
the freedom and the terror
and the questions.You are danger, to me,
but painfully beautiful all the same,
with stories that make me whole.
But the only things I can offer you,
are passionate words
and heartbreak.
Be my subject,
the muse that commands my words.
Be close enough for me to love you,
but not so close as to fall in.
Let me study
the callouses on your fingertips,
the scars on your heart,
and the twists of your mind.
Give me your words
and the puzzles they entail,
the freedom and the terror
and the questions.
You are danger, to me,
but painfully beautiful all the same,
with stories that make me whole.
But the only things I can offer you,
are passionate words
and heartbreak.
One of the quickest ways to injure your writer to use careless, hurtful words. As writers, we possess a great command of language. We understand subtleties, metaphors, tone, setting, and can appreciate such mechanics of language with absolute awe.
We understand the importance of the placement of words, and the weight that words do carry. It is our job, to find not just a good word to describe, but the word to describe. As such, it is incredibly important that you are not careless with your language, because some of us will take it directly to heart.
We will take your words as though you mean them, because this is how we live.
Even worse than slinging hurtful words, is saying, “I didn’t mean what I said, it just happened.”
Obviously, we cannot expect you to adopt the same obsession with words and meanings and double-meanings that we have, but as with all loved ones, it is incredibly important to mean what you say and say what you mean.
Writers are some of the most honest folks on the planet. We may string together stories and fiction laced with pretty words and seemingly unimportant metaphors, but within those lines you will find the deepest truths. We are honest with our words, and we need you to be honest as well.
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You looked beautiful at three in the morning,
shrouded in flannel sheets and blankets.
With the light that filtered through the smoke,
and your smile the only thing for miles.
