Poets are sensitive,
mysterious and breathless.
The observer in the darkness
seeing into the light.
Poets are magic,
enchanting and graceful
The swan in the mud,
swimming in the rain.
Poets are timeless,
faithful and wise.
Feeling for the fallen angels,
stars among the the skies...
so you see, my dear poets,
you are beautifully sensitive,
mysterious and enlightening,
the wisdom in our eyes,
the twinkle in our time...
you are the world's sensitive side.
Author notes
This poem was wrote for and is dedicated to the two friends who have always been there for me. Through thick and through thin they have never ceased to amaze me...our friendship has never ceased to amaze me neither. They are my inspiration, my love, and my soul. Together we are an unbeatable tripod even though people just see three totall different people; a goth, a bookworm, and a wanna-be. I love them till death do us part.
Written August 21st, 2005
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