Thursday, October 16, 2014


enter the fray my

last muse

I would have it no other way

zipping over the mesas to

add to my stamina of vision

before wisps of corruption

enter this soul who so yearns

the intervention of your power

hot as earth’s core and sultry as the sun

come quickly as you may or can

add to my soul and replace its losses

my heart sought you in every form

and lost you again in every dissolution

come again to renew this spirit

hopeless in dedication to the creativity

owed entirely to your choosing me at all

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