Words
Words
The rich traditional dance
passed down generation to generation
a dance of the tongue
Words
the foundation
each letter a grain of sand
compiling to form millions
to build the whole universe
Words
the heartbeat
the tender flesh
the hourglass figure
of my poetry
Words
I write to exhilarate my passions
to embody that frenzy of energy
to breathe life of the beauty that captivates my conscious
Words
The camera
that snaps the picture
no one can see
an emotion
Words
the reason i can write
the power of me
the expression on the face of my soul
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