Sometimes, just sometimes
When the poems deep within
Are too hot to be written on the paper
I want to be the poem, not the poet
Sometimes, just sometimes
When the thoughts are raging
Feeling running wild within my soul
I want to be the poem, not the poet
Sometimes, just sometimes
I want you to take me by the hand
And ride the wild stallion within
Taming him, quieting my soul
Making me the poem, not the poet
Within the raging soul
I wonder who will reach out and
Touch me?
Reclaim me?
Write my poem?
