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A poem about words and passion

"... writes poetry strangers know..."

I am a poet

... a whirlwind of élan and dance and chaos and clutter...

Ah, what better than a warm cup of coffee and great conversation

... teasing me with snippets of beauty from other people’s lips but nigh a sweet word for me...

... a desire that singes the nakedness of my mind and brands me as an exploiter of your feelings for you are my muse and I simply a temptation

It’s not that I intend to submit to those fantasies that keep us apart, but that I may acknowledge your experience as a woman instead of simply ..

... where the mind projects specious delusions and the soul siphons it in absurdity.

Justice is always served and weighs heavier than mercy and grace simply because it predates them in eternity.