an itch

about writing singing & dancing

so i get an itch in my throat and legs


willing me to make a move


cuz i need to let it out somehow


and the moment is now


if i dont open up my soul


pour out in to our ears your eyes

appealing and feeding your soul


trying to fill out its desprate hunger for hope


and if i dont pull my self unto my toes


turning and spinning


stretching my heart and muscle


letting my words spill out


while my body illustrates thier meaning


cuz i cant help but let it out


spill my soul unto your lap


landing at your feet.

Reviews

[Hedra Helix]

sweet, raw and vomiting forth but with great precission and attention to flow. I admire that;)