These meager expressions respond
To ghostly originalities of your poetic Heart~
To emulate your Beauty is to perish
Before reaching success.
Jealousy a pathetic retort,
Success in happy surrender lies.
Memories are embers
Of fragile fires
Replaced with Eternal Now.
I look in your eyes to see New Horizons,
Touch your pale skin for warmth,
Read your words to haunt my Soul~
You say, "You honor me, Poet."
I say, "I love you, Darling."









~Tia





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