Tuesday, April 3, 2018

The words dance

As my thoughts dance in my head onto the paper,
Stanzas build up as tall as a skyscraper,
The magical words flow through my mind,
Onto the paper as I combined ,

Emotion, soul and empathy into my rhymes,
And even when I can’t write at times,
It flows like a wave in the sea,
A reflection of my heart , of me,

The flow of words fly from the paper onto my lips,
Flows into curves like the tenderness of my finger tips,
The pencil marks , mirror the emotion,
Soul verses into devotion.
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