Watching me.
Feeling my fingers
Make that my thumbs
As we lightly push the letters
Gently forming the words
That pour from my heart
That play with my mind
That whisper from my soul
You haunt me
And fill me
I am Your pen
Your fingers
Your thumbs
You are my God
I’m just a dot
Who plays with the words
That make up the story
The story of us.