So Maybe I'M Still Sprung Poem by Ebone' Ingram

So maybe I'm still sprung
because I still keep his smile to keep me warm
And under his sunshine is still where I belong,

Still sprung,
because his arms are still that gentle blanket
that calls to me in the midst of this rough place,

Still sprung,
because his voice is still that perpetual song
that makes love to my ears and sticks in my memory,

Still sprung,
because that dream I once had of us
still tugs at my eyelids and laughs.

Yes, maybe I'm still sprung...
because some habits take time to break-
(and maybe that's time...I don't want to take) .