Words
You may have a voice
That emulates the songs of angels
You may have footsteps
That follow the pulse of the music's heartbeat
But I have words
That have rhythms of their own
That dance with the tip of my pen
And the heartstrings on my sleeve
I have words that embody souls
Souls that flower with the seed of letters, bloom with water of inspiration,
And prosper
With a dash of creativity.
I've got words that come from heart
Far beyond worn
But never to be torn.
I've got words for every heartbreak
And for every heartbeat
And no other feat
Could make me disbelieve
Copyright © Becca H. | Year Posted 2016
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