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[neongreenleaf]

I want to dance
But my feet do not comply
I desire to create with my hands
But it's
never
quite right

All I have is my head
with all of it's beauty
inside

As difficult as I find
To express with my outer appendages
It's more difficult still
To reign my mind

There are words to describe
Exactly what's going on in there
But I don't know them yet
I just know
That they
Exist

Practice, practice, practice I do
But most of the greatest ideas
Still swirl around
Never meeting their end
in paper and pen
Or computer screen

All I can do is close my eyes
And glimpse at my infinity