Poem: Words Spewing.


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Mandibelle16


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Sometimes there are few,

Words to say. I don’t want to review,

Each moment of each day,

I want to stop thinking and play.

——

I would like my soft sheets,

To rock me gently to sleep,

I would be happy to hear,

The silence of a moment disappear.

——-

I would just like to be,

Without this need I see,

My hands they itch,

To write, the twitch.

——

And the words flow like fire,

They are my desire,

Excitement wells within me.

And dreams help me to seem,

—–

I know what I’m doing,

When the words are forth spewing,

I am caught in delight.

With pages that take flight.

——

©Mandibelle16. All Rights Reserved.

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Poem: Words Spewing.


  
——

Sometimes there are few,

Words to say. I don’t want to review,

Each moment of each day,

I want to stop thinking and play.

——

I would like my soft sheets,

To rock me gently to sleep,

I would be happy to hear,

The silence of a moment disappear.

——-

I would just like to be,

Without this need I see,

My hands they itch,

To write, the twitch.

——

And the words flow like fire,

They are my desire,

Excitement wells within me.

And dreams help me to seem,

—–

I know what I’m doing,

When the words are forth spewing,

I am caught in delight.

With pages that take flight.

——

©Mandibelle16. All Rights Reserved.