Danger lurks in every corner. Words mean everything. Smiles are hidden and rare. Love is complicated and hard to understand. My fingers fly over letters and out comes a story. A poem. Out comes part of ME. You can find me in the words. You can find me in the pages. In the characters. You will know me better then anyone once your eyes land on my artwork. On the careful brush strokes that line the pages. You can find the outline of who I am. Words come from deep in the soul. They come from places that are hard to find. They come from places that are locked and hidden. For me, words have been found. They have been unlocked, and untamed. They roam free through pages and pages. They are mine, and now belong to all. They are there, on the loose, ready to be captured by the eyes of many. There are many words, and they define who I am. Words, they are me.