PoEtIc AdDiCtIoN

You see, you make me wanna write, 
You make wanna write words 
So sweet and on the other hand 
Words wind up so tight 
Until it squeeze you when you feel me 
Setting my poetic heart soaring free 
Like a bird flying in mid air 
But I don’t care 
As long as I can bring these poetic words to your ears 
Leaving with happiness or either in tears. 
I am like an addict unashamed 
And an addict by deed and name 
Over poetry deep, deep, deep in my soul 
No matter how deep or how old 
Or how it sounds in words so dear 
Until it just burns of your ears. 
Fire flame to touch 
No but yet not too much 
Just a little at a time 
With somewhere in there with you on my mind 
Because I am an addict for poetry. 
Poetry by any means you see 
If by anything else is messed up, 
Like the Crack head on the streets 
I need to be fed my “drug” that inner beast. 
No not beast but pleasure deeply so 
Until I feel and really know 
It’s that thing call poetry I am addicted to 
Yes, it’s very, very, very true 
I love poetry for I am an addict. 
And if poetry was a woman she would be my mistress, 
My chick on the side I won’t miss, 
For I am an addict baby a poetry junkie, 
Because I need my fix everyday, 
And sometimes i a worst way. 
My suppliers range many like Langston and Nikki and Maya and even a Butterfly too 
Because I am an addict of poetry and this is very true. 
Everytime I mix the poetic lyrical measures spinning in my brain, 
As I write them down like a person whose going fool and going insane, 
For I am an addict baby; a poetic, lyrical, words spinning miser, spitting out words so, 
Addict of rhymes 
Endless i space and in time 
No matter what moves me 
No matter what grroves me 
I am what I am what I am so. 
Give me a fix and I’ll give you a rhyme 
Give a little bit of time 
And I’ll be spitting out poetry as fast as you can say “BLACK BALL” 
I love poetry and I am an addict that’s all. 
If there was an “Poet’s Anonymous” I would be in every meeting everytime, 
Spinning a rhyme for you in every way I can find. 
My name is____and I am a poetic lyrical of rhyme of a poet 
I AM A AN ADDICT — — 
A POETRY ADDICT!

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