Ben Paynter - create me a world

Create me a world with words my dear,
with pen and hand.
Where we can read love on river bed so clear,
written in sand.

Verses you create with ease my dear,
but without song.
Your words of love were carried off I fear,
and now are gone

For water falls and falling rain it seems,
are beautiful.
But to the falling drops and raging streams,
so horrible.

So slowly your created words wash out,
love from the riverbed.
Leaving love to flurry, fly like doves,
fleeing with dread.

Like all created worlds before, they,
fade to dust.
Leaving ne'er a word to say
about us.

Ben Paynter

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