Like Penelope for Odysseus... And when I am not near him, I imagine that I am, I imagine that we get lost in my sea of lyrics And I feel us combine as one... He and I, I and him, The intimacy that connects This writer to her words, The words that drown out So many sorrows And created so many joys, The words that have pierced many hearts And inspired many others Like Moses with his people Or Celine Dion to the world... It is I who live for him; The Essence of writing...