Sometimes, just sometimes 
When the poems deep within 
Are too hot to be written on the paper  
I want to be the poem, not the poet 

Sometimes, just sometimes 
When the thoughts are raging 
Feeling running wild within my soul 
I want to be the poem, not the poet 

Sometimes, just sometimes
I want you to take me by the hand 
And ride the wild stallion within 
Taming him, quieting my soul
Making me the poem, not the poet 

Within the raging soul 
I wonder who will reach out and 
Touch me?
Reclaim me?
Write my poem?