Overflowing

They fill my soul,
they fill my thoughts,
they fill my mouth with words.
Invading, taking over,
spilling into every crevice,
they run over me to the core.
This running over
running over
running over
with smiles, comments,
glances of the mind--
with sound bubbling over,
overflowing
from the deepest gut
with a moment--
a very brief moment--
of genuine connection.
Even at school,
if you can believe that.