where do they live?

mavros kisses

Where do I go to find those really deep thoughts?

Where are they tucked within my own brain, within my heart?

How painful, or sometimes excruciatingly euphoric, is it to dig down inside and unearth some profound thought that begs to be shared?  

Which old province needs to be explored again and again, just so I feel like I have something to say to you?

I am sure there is so much more I can convey, simply by touching my keypad and hitting Enter.

Who is listening?



I could rise to the surface.

Not so deep.



Perhaps today I will put on some music, curl up with my cat, and ponder this a while.

I’ll be listening and that is the one person that really counts.

I’ll be listening to my own thoughts.

Now that’s profound.




About Madeline Scribes

A writer with a sense of humor. If anyone can laugh at life, it's me.
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