In the lush quietof my private hotel room
I sat down to read.
No children yelling.
No household chores, no husband.
Stillness and a book.
I read Shelli's work.
Transformed through her vivid words,
I'm fifteen again.
I read marta's work.
Red's the color for lying.
The words make me swoon.
I brought another
but the author's still working.
Sh! It's a secret!
Willowgreen didn't come,
because I read on her blog.
Young vampire love!
In my silent room
your craft with words overwhelms.
Should I be surprised?
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