I write

Words floating in the air

I catch and I grab

I jumble and mumble

To myself

I move my hands

And sketch in air

I print the words

In my heart somewhere

Till I get the time

To put my ink

On the paper

Till then everything

Is my pen

I write on grains

And I leave my prints

On walls

I scribble through my feet

And leave my notes

Offshore

Till I pour my heart out

On the paper

Till then everything

Is my muse

The toys strewn on the floor

The teary eyed monster at the door

The messy face wrapped around my heart

The neverending end and the never starting start

The handprints on my white

And the nose that cried

The footprints on the bed

And the nursery rhymes in my head

Various loves, countless lives

Living in my head

Till I find a way out for them

Till the stories move to paper from my heart

Till I get a good reason to start

Pouring my words out

On paper

I write

On everything

I live

in everything

 (C) Juztamom

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