The Inspiration
(by: me)
When I see you, when I hear you
The creativity flows through my body
From my head to my toes
My brain thinks of simple limericks and lines of poetry
My eyes see the perfect lighting for a picture
My heart beats with confusion
My nose smells a sweet smell of baking
My fingers move to the rhythm
My body sways to the music
My legs shake in rhythmic beat
My toes tap the ground
And it all makes me want to write this
Write the words of the beat of your playing
The creativity surges with an urge to escape
You give me the inspiration
I never can seem to find on my own
For that, I thank you
For that, I fear you
For that, I am at a loss for answers
Answers for why I get this inspiration from you
Answers for why I am drawn to you
The inspiration,
I can’t find on my own
The inspiration,
I hope will stay with me.
2006-08-10
15:09:34
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steph
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