My life

I find my life with words

Sometimes they come

sometimes unheard

A spark reunites the pen

Sometimes the flint

sometimes the flame

An outlet


But when that muse appears

Sometimes words in arrears

Burst forth into a fleeting prose

And heart thumps words of rose

But now I’m lost for grammar

The words I need are magyar

I need to learn my words again

To learn a language of love to tame

And find my part in speaking the same

For love has lost my voice to say

I’ve found my life

given my heart away

I now speak

Sometimes I hear

sometimes lost to mine own ear

In not believing my fortunes appear

I’m yours, my heart

This is clear