I have a poem forming in my heart
A destructive power that can tear my soul apart
But yet I still put it to paper
Driving me crazy, like an unsolved caper
A heartless destruction, I do not want to cause
But its gravitational pull, leaves me with no pause
So I must jot it whiles it’s fresh
Like a tattoo etched into my chest
The power I have all comes from the word
Takes flight like a message, on a carrier bird
Create smiles or tears to those who read
Create followers, yet I don’t lead
For that is the power I enjoy
I savor its pleasure like a child with a toy
I devour its touch like a woman caressing her lover
A foreplay so addictive the thought makes me shiver
I have a poem forming in my heart
So sweet, so special I shall give u apart
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The intensity of this piece can be felt. Read mine - A Writer’s Dilemma - Adeline