When I Write
When I write I go on and on
Everything from love letters to a “Dear John”
Up above and far below
The words begin to flow
Words bleed through the lips
And wrap around one's arms, legs and hips
Slowly getting better and slowly realizing its purpose
All over the place just like a circus
Words that are tattooed on my heart
Are put on paper as my art
Poetry has become the healthiest vice to find
To the jumbled mess that’s in my mind
Copyright © Trinity Aguilar | Year Posted 2019
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