Blank page stares, like an empty space
Waiting for words, a story to embrace
The cursor blinks, a steady heartbeat
As ideas swirl, and characters meet
The mind races, with plot and with pace
As the story unfolds, like a winding pace
The words begin, like a gentle stream
As the story grows, and the characters beam
With life and with heart, they start to shine
As the story unfolds, like a work of art divine
The pages turn, like a clock ticking away
As the story grows, and the characters sway
To the rhythm of the writer's heart
As the story unfolds, a brand new start
So let the words flow, like a river wide
As the story grows, and the characters reside
In the heart of the writer, where love does abide
And the story unfolds, like a work of art inside
The characters grow, like flowers in bloom
Their personalities, like perfume, fill the room
The plot thickens, like a rich, velvety night
As the story unfolds, with all its might
The writer's heart, beats with excitement and …