My heart burns an unsteady flame . Blazing a bright blue . The hottest flame of any heart and as i write the heat increases . As i write i let my heart take control . Never thinking just writing ...
My spoken word . My poetry comes straight from my heart . Straight from my soul . You are now entering the window to the inside of me . Be careful not to get burned by the eternal flame of a poets heart . The flame of passion ...
I lust for beautiful words . Words that open me up and step inside of me . Giving me life . Putting a seed deep inside of me . A seed that will grow so rapidly and uncontrollably that it'll seep through every part of my body until it finds an escape .
I want words to give others the internal fulfillment that they give me . Y'all probably don't understand . But when your this passionate about something it may come across as crazy when you speak of the wonders it gives you . Enjoy
