What shall inspire such words
that daze and confuse,
phase and amuse.
The very words that sink hearts or cast frogs deep in our throats,
You know the feeling you get when you choke up and your neck tightens and your heart skips a beat and your legs get weak and you curse your feet.
Or words that lift chins, or raise grins;
the words that bring forth butterflies to your stomach, a tickle so bold it glazes your eyes and makes your skin glow.
I searched for it in her eyes,
like the sun, which hold much majesty and too long did I stare.
Now I lay blind asking where to find the inspiration for words that can
move mankind.
Make one feel all things, things you've never experienced, or have. Beautiful things,
that make us human
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