An interlude to Words (they aren't quite there yet)

There's this temptation to write,

this overwhelming feeling, 

of words brimming to the full,

waiting,

wanting, 

to be written.

But they're still hiding,

or maybe forming,

or maybe something else, 

but the feeling is there,

the feeling of a need to write,

to tell,

to spill over,

relinquishing control to the words.

You might be the missing key.

Just a feeling.

It said patience. 

You said patience is a virtue. 

The pieces are falling into place,

as is commonly said. 

The words aren't quite there yet. 

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I think we all, those of us that attempt to write and share, know this feeling and the frustrations felt when words refuse to show themselves:)
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