My words are from my heart
Spoken or written... sweet or tart
The flavour I get from life
The taste of love... the sour of strife...
The feelings I poll from deep inside
Emotions so open they can't hide
The words flow from me to you
The meaning depends on point of view...
If I'm a poet... I therefore have words
The likes of many you may have heard
The depth of which are sometimes deep
That carry a message for some to keep...
I write for me and yet for you
But to these words...
I'll be true......
© dmm... May/98
A Dream...
