When Words Fall Out
When the words fall out the ink spills to the floor
Quickly as the words come – I draw the ink up
To digest the paper and make of it how it wishes
Admiring the love making of paper and ink
Artistry that happens – not planned – not precise
The Euphoria of words – entranced – it’s a zone
Where all my confessions of love – feelings – live
The inner sanctum to my quiet obsession
A place without boundaries or doors to be locked
My poetry playground - consisting of Just Me
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