By 2mara | June 1, 2006 - 5:32 pm - Posted in writing/poetry
***written for the draw: Speech***
The Playwright
In my head I plan the words I want to say
Neverending script… yet never beginning
I know I haven’t the nerve today
To tell you how I really feel
Striving for perfection
I wish to mouth the words to make you love me
Endless plot for your attention
Dreaming to learn you feel the same
~2
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