Maybe this would be easier to write about if it was a topic that could be defined.
Sadly, in spite of generations of poets and songwriters taking their stab, the concept flouts every definition ever defined.
I think that's why it enchants me.
And all those with a hearts craving for a pen, that we may at last find a way, to contain in words..
How I feel when you say my name
How it can feel steady, comfortable and still make your stomach hover.
I may never find a way to express how I feel
but I will always write.
Until my hands are sore and I beg you to kiss them.
And you might, with that crooked smile
And I will melt again
But when my pen hits the paper, I will only remember that dammed smile
That smile, and all my poetic sense will be lost once again
Sadly, in spite of generations of poets and songwriters taking their stab, the concept flouts every definition ever defined.
I think that's why it enchants me.
And all those with a hearts craving for a pen, that we may at last find a way, to contain in words..
How I feel when you say my name
How it can feel steady, comfortable and still make your stomach hover.
I may never find a way to express how I feel
but I will always write.
Until my hands are sore and I beg you to kiss them.
And you might, with that crooked smile
And I will melt again
But when my pen hits the paper, I will only remember that dammed smile
That smile, and all my poetic sense will be lost once again
