The Evolution Of A Poet/Artist....Les-T

i don't know
if i love words
or the sound of the pen
as it scribbles on a page
or maybe i am addicted
to the intoxicating smell of ink
or the repetitive click
of the keyboard
as i type each piece out
or maybe i am a voyeur
who likes to watch
as one syllable caresses the other
enticing the reader
to read on and on and on
i don't know
if i love words
or the sound they make
when they come out
i don't know if i love words
or the tingling sensation i get inside
when one follows the other at the right time