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A world apart

Minds alike

While one sleeps

The other dreams awake

Morning comes

Yet the sun sets

For the two writers

Who rush to read what’s next

The joy of waiting

Then the light comes on

Expectant for the pencil

The verdict is in

From New York

To Australia’s outback

Two writers grin

A love

Few can understand

Creative minds

Each other’s muse




(Dedicated to my muse; LadyBelz. )