Words, how easily they often come
When I am hardly thinking about anything
One word emerges from deep within
Sparking so many others and then starts to grow
Word fusion, connecting with each other
Forming phrases, compound words, incomplete sentences
All to draw my attention, to the ever growing flow
Then I start to pick them apart, and intertwine them
Forming complete sentences, where before there were none
Words, I love words. I love how they come to me
Like good friends out to play and keep each other company
Never intrusive, never demanding, never evasive,
When I am not absolutely sure, a phrase is formed
Shedding light on the particular word unknown
Words are good to me, and words are my friends
We work well together and never disappoint each other
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