If I say I love you: would you fall apart?
Too good folks, I ain’t in love with a guy,
Rather a thing; an enlightened piece of art:
Art of sound; a song; piece of voice that cry,
Echoing in my heart; those melodies,
Those meaningful words; those sounds resonate
Through the air into my ears and it lies
Into my numb and fried brain I create,
Entertain my soul so much I’m calm,
Enlighten my heart I want to write this,
Inspire me a bit I sweat in my palm,
And I know I must write it for wee bliss,
I notice this is not a good poem,
However: I’m so happy I write them!
The Poems-in-my-mind Distributer! 