I wanna talk about the language
and the landscape where the lexicon may lead us
wanna talk about the weight of a word
and how a poem can open up and heal us
you say now is the time
you better conjure up your courage if you dare
I say how will i write everyday without hope or despair?

we try to find redemption
in what we love and lose along the way
we give a sound to the feeling of the wonder
in every line on every page
you say fate is a flower baby
blossoms so slow honey we don’t see
I say late is the hour as the
moonlight is trickling through the trees

promise me you will remember
swear to God that you will write it down
take a vow before you leave this world
say “i am a poet” outloud i believe
you got to say the words aloud

can you bear the beauty
in a falling star at the break of day
find a word that the morning inspires
to imbue what you convey
you say we are the beams of love he was talkin about
I say we are the rose that blossoms
when no one’s around 

I believe we are the beams of love he was talkin about
we’re just the rose that blossoms when no one’s around

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