Once a writer, always a writer.
Forgive me if I question this now
I lost my words- I wish I knew how.

Dear poem, I miss you
every time I don't have you in my reach,
I can't live
without you.

You are the art I engross on the
blank page,
the painting of
my emotions.

You live in that place of my body where only my Mom ( and sister ) are ( for now ), I love you.

You are the magic and I'm the magician, dear poem,
I can't live
without you.

It's not that I'm afraid of telling people about how I feel about them!, I actually tell them but
telling you is
different,
dear poem,
I love you.

fell in love with the world today
left home with a smile
his height stood tall
he was beautiful for me too
if only he knew
I leave him to the imagination
body & soul
illustrating his beauty
in its simplest form
caught in the right space
at the right time
in my daydreams is where he resides
from his lips to his eyes
it’s hard not to resist
with his words leaving me with bliss
I’d like to keep him in mind
refreshed and refined
is how he felt up close to me
letting my temptation uprise
frustration hovers over
scrambling the speeches in my mind
although I show it all the time
it seems as if he’s blind
by the chick that he stands beside
but it’s okay
I tell myself it will pass overtime
maybe it wasn’t my time.

Your muse sits on the draining board
Swinging her legs like a child
A quizzical look on her face
As you make yourself a coffee
Eyes follow you round the room,
You haven't spoken in a while

Pen and paper lay where you left them
Since the last time you were inspired
Writing words to shake the world
Simile and metaphor straight from your
Soul, but even though she whispers, nudges
And cajoles, you continue to ignore her

There are other poets in the world
Screaming out for inspiration
Begging for the right word to guide them
Bring them to the ****** of creation
Don't leave the door too long open
She may slip away without you noticing.

The kinetic energy
contained in this resting pencil
will soon be let out
in accelerated shouts and whispers
and the odd word of wisdom.
Just wait.
You'll see.