Words...

i picked up the pen and grasped it tight
the urge to flee i had to fight
the tip brushed the paper and i gasped in awe
as the glorios words began to fall
one after one they hit the page
and grasped on tight as not to fade
they hoped and twirled on through my mind
and jumped on out the ones i find
then layed on down and shone like stars
good to know their finally ours
the endless lines in perfect script
that cause the balanced scale to tip
now one more page and even more
my hopes to stop go out the door
the sunlight slowly starts to fade
as do the words from out my brain
my dancing pen begins to slow
and the list of words stops to flow
the words quiet down to nothing said
as i get on up and head to bed...