Words flowing through my hair,
My fingers,
My toes,
Past my eyes,
My ears,
My nose,
Washing me in letters,
Poems,
And prose,
Cleaning my outside,
My inside,
Down to my soul,
Now a freer person I am,
From the encumbered person I was,
Set lose by words,
And I am eternally grateful to you,
For your words__
12/28/05
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem