My heart stirs,
with every word.
It shapes the mind,
and softens the heart.
Like the morning,
it is the light of day.
It wakes the soul,
and breathes true.
Like the night,
it is the shining stars.
It is all I have –
poetry, I love!
My heart stirs,
with every word.
It shapes the mind,
and softens the heart.
Like the morning,
it is the light of day.
It wakes the soul,
and breathes true.
Like the night,
it is the shining stars.
It is all I have –
poetry, I love!
I know the meaning of words,
but I can’t define them.
I know why I love you,
but I can’t find the words.
I could sum up my life with one word,
if only I could remember it.
I would dance with you,
if I knew which steps to take.
I would lay with you,
if I knew which side you preferred.
I would wake up by your side,
if I could sleep through the night.
I would fantasise with you forever,
if only I could dream.
I thought I knew the meaning of words
– but I’ve changed!
And all the books I’ve read,
no longer read the same.