Where is it from
 How does it come.
 Let it flow
 From heart to.
 Magic of brain
 Scribbled on paper.
 Not an engine
 Never false.

 Tapping keys
 Think of love.
 Of humanity
 And experience.
 Arriving from a fountain
 Mysterious and pure.
 Symbiotic composition
 Without conscious thought.

 Honeyed words
 But not too sweet.
 Syrup disrupts reading
 Lost in the goo.
 Write not false
 Nor plagiarised.
 Let your heart
 Connect to brain.

 When it does not flow
 Relax, reconnect.
 Do not rush
 You will know when.
 Opening natural tap
 Flowing not mush.
 Clear the mind
 You are allowed.

 Flow as one
 Capture your heart.
 Trance like mystical
 Magical prose.
 Write it true
 Let it go.
 From you to me
 Reach my heart.