I catch my muse
Smiling in his inspiration
For I am the apple of his eye
Listening to the elegance
Of his music, floating, drifting above
All the consuming chaos
Evaporates
Author notes
On the fly poem, just a thought.
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Your ponderings are very nice to read, thanks for sharing, and keep up the great works...
Short and to the point.
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