Saturday, March 27, 2010

Words

Words
Creep up on me
linger on my earlobes
touches my tongue
tickle my fingers
but they don´t shoot out
like shining stars
on paper

They stay 
put on top of my head
crying for me
to find a use 
to bleed
to make a mark

6 comments:

  1. Er det du som har skrevet dette? Vakkert var det iallefall :)

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  2. Love this and find it so true when I am trying to get words from my mind to paper.

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  3. You've words on your head?
    Well then, you are my kind of girl!

    I laugh
    and I like.

    xo
    erin

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