Plenty Of Want And Desire Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Silent, pacing self with tempos and beats, music playing
softly within my mind.

Never hearing anything, but it's melody and harmony,
nothing gets beyond it when I'm listening and writing.

Plenty of want and desire playing around in intellect,
giving pleasure in the most desirable way though life.

Having the security of knowing I will never be forsaken,
because rhythm will never be confiscated nor snatched,
it's the universal language everywhere in the world.