Poem

the point of my being is to wrap your heart in my words 

smothering you with the messages I hold within

the implied notions

the concepts

I am full with intentions 

feelings and ideas

I am a canvas now filled

an installation now created

a story waiting to be read

loaded with undercurrents and implications

of beauty and pleasure

bitterness and hate 

filling your mind

driving your thoughts

fascinating your senses

layering your head with images enough to touch your soul - maybe

...maybe flooding your faculties 

leaving you enlightened - maybe not

...leaving you inspired 

hurt

absorbed

warm

uplifted

cross

unfulfilled 

wanting more

...but questioning and thoughtful

(...like this poem has - I hope)