May I breathe through this pen?
Or maybe paint you a picture of Love that takes you back in time again?
Perhaps I can sing you a song that’s the theme of your life?
Maybe a dish that springs a tear from your eyes?
May I breathe through this pen?
Possessed with the need to capture your world, revamp it, and present it back to you again.
Shall I wrap it in the dough from your grandma’s kitchen stove?
Or allow it to be felt in your soul like a bass guitar played within the Mississippi breeze…
May I breathe through this pen?
After all, the words write me back to life.
The blot upon the page may not be understood,
But overall, I’ll redesign it into something good.
