Nowhere to turn, nowhere to run
No beginning nor from
Just forward
And only forward.

I know what love is..
it's the smile in other's eyes;
it's the laughter of woman,
it's the sound of lover's sighs.

I know what joy is...
it's the comfort of your arms;
it's the sunshine that you bring,
along with all your charms.

I know what sorrow is...
it's the weeping at a death;
it's the loneliness of friends,
the sudden intake of a breath.

I know what fears are...
it's that the day won't end;
it's nights that are too long,
it's what's around the bend.

I know what love is...
it conquers fear and sorrow;
it accepts things as thy are,
so that we can face tomorrow.

I know what love is..
it's a poem that speaks;
to the heart and to the soul,
and to the love we seek.

We are all poets
We all spit it
One time or another
We all **** with words
And sometimes commit ******
We all are poets
In a sense
When our words turn luscious
And resemble hymns
When our words inspire
Awakening angels and sometimes demons
We are all poets
I have no doubt
Ive been spoken to
And felt
The words so deep
Touch wounds stitched up neat
Touch hearts last beat
Make heart skip beat
And repeat
And i know it
We are all poets