Another day
Another night
Another poem
I must write
Like an addict
It's my fix
Never writing
Contradicts
My greatest pleasure
When I write
This is my Privelage
This is my plight
This is  my air
I need to breath
This is my ground
That stands beneath
This is my love
My passion found
This is my sight
My taste
My sound
This is everything
I can be
No chains
That bind
Completely  Free.............