Word Play Poem by Samantha Belsey

I can not stop it once it starts
it flows out of me in parts.
The words they dissect
scrutinise and sometimes rhyme.

Words for explaining, feeling and time.
Words for hurt, love and play.
Words of the heart that are truly mine.

Words are tangible
floating moving
defying gravity.

You can bend them shape them
mold them like dough.
Creations, fractions, divulgsions
mind matter
explosions and implosions
explosions.

Words are my all, my everything
my life.