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)

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