A passion if there ever was one,
They see it in my walk.
The rhythm of the words flowing through me like music,
They hear it when I talk.
Spoken so smoothly, they think someone woos me, but they just don't know.
They just can't see the word game
Of a love with no shame in the rhythm of my flow.
I write because there's no better way to define myself,
Even though there's no solid definition.
There are so many pieces of me and on the page is exactly where I need to be
Don't you believe in me?
Writing is what seizes me
And I always feel so free to be exactly who I'm meant to be.
I write because it soothes me.
I write because it moves me.
I write because the music of the words is what keeps me going,
A love unknown.