Tap, Tap, Tap

Nimble fingers tapping the keys...

Words appear as if by magic...

On the screen in front of me...

Words that say what I am thinking.

How strange it seems, tap, tap, tap..

To spend my life forming letters..

That in turn form the words that express..

What my heart is feeling and my mind can think.

Toiling over the keys for hours, tap, tap, tap...

The sound is soothing and so rhythmic, too..

Tapping out the beat of my heart...

Relieving my mind of its burden of thought.

How can it be that I have so much to say?

Do I not have a chance to speak all day long?

Or is it just the words of my heart,

Overflowing and needing to feel the freedom of air.

Knowing that the thoughts I express

Are shared with someone of like mind...

Someone who knows my thoughts before I do...

And sees the visions that swirl in my head.

Have I been hypnotized by the tap, tap, tap?

Are the words expressed somehow possessed?

Or is it just my heart shared with my fingers...

The thoughts that only I know, and you have guessed.

Tap, tap, tap, more thoughts come to be written,

More words express more thoughts, I think....

Writing, writing for hours on end...

Bringing me ever closer to Love's brink...

Tapping, tapping so tentatively...

Hoping that you will feel the same..

My fingers stop, but there's still tapping...

Your heart is whispering my name..

Tap, tap, tap, again it starts..

The words flow freely, now more than ever.

Is it Love that makes my fingers fly?

A never endng Love that is Always and Forever?