Thursday, June 19, 2008

Poetry

Touching my lazy soul
Stimulating a broken thought
Poetry flows down my veins
Reviving me to another muse

I am left fumbling,
Collecting the scattered words
To fix them into
A proper message for you

So much easier it was
To pluck the words
From poetic inspiration
And weave them into
A fine tapestry of tunes

You would read between lines
and framed them up
with rhythm and sounds
in your favorite room

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