I'm addicted to lines, lines of words.
Oh, how they enrich my soul.
Stringing beautiful phrases together,
Is my entire being's only goal.
Lyrics so gently move me along,
As the fish will swim with the sea.
Those perfect lines I dream to share,
Wrapping celebratory words so prettily.
Intense slam lines echo within me,
Keeping my life in rhythm like a guitar.
Piercing, they pry at my stubborn mind,
Their depth leaving my heart ajar.
The countless hours I've spent toiling, Arranging various words into a line.
Finessing them into a creative array,
For one magnificent line to call mine.

© Buffy Lee