At times
There is everything to write,
And other times
Nothing at all…
Just blank.
Almost as though,
Everything has been
Sucked out of you…
Drained…
Weeks of recuperating…
And still nothing.
As though,
You lost you mojo…
You flavour…
Our flair…
Poof gone…
But then…
There it is,
Creeping back in…
Right at the last minute…
Yet within the perfect timing.
It always works out…