My Feathered Quill

I wrote sweet words of love to you
That flowed from line to line
My quill just seemed to scribe itself
Well it knew, this heart of mine

I penned how hard my heart would beat
Whenever you were near
How your passionate words of love
Would echo in my ear

I wrote of how delightful flurries
Would dash across my skin
Even how your touch oft made me giggle -- Much to my chagrin

But then they all just disappeared!
All those loving words I'd penned! 
What appeared, instead, etched by my quill
"Our love will never end!"

By Sharon Cunningham