Constantly in motion..

My words cause such a sweet and unthinkable kind of emotion.

I know not why, because every word uttered is my heart and soul at it's truest..

Then tell me why I still feel so foolish?

Constantly, constantly...

I look to others as motivating factors in my acchievements, instead of simply letting it all flow..

Flow as a river does beside its bank, flow like waterfall, or a symphony..

It has never been surer to me, that my words are most beautiful when I let them flow.

((My first piece of poetry on a public website, let me know your thoughts ~FeatheryFlow))