~ (~) ~ Cry of the Muse ~ (~) ~
Of-gentle-beginning-and tender song... !
That we would gratify love in its truest affection.
Stand stead fast-uphold it-yield-to no other-duty... !
To-have our-souls-so-identified-unified-coexisting-exclusively-mid-this... .
To-live, would I die to give the measure... my-soul-yes-just-to-have this... once... !
So place me within, make me the-essence-of-the-art-lay me down carry me off-as I would-be
a child lost amid the grander-of its promise... !
Allow this ink to consume-us-be the genuine eminence, what-we reach-for-through the-
humble-virtue, heart-of this-quill... !
So all may view soar higher, and even higher still-be-captured, taken within-deep-far and
away-beyond-the bitter-part of this world,
into the true-benignity,
flourishing-and forever-evolving, amid-themselves... !
Yes help me build-me up, mold me-yes-come find me... !
Trick me friend by slight of hand bend me-yes break-me down-shatter me again, and again
truly I care-not... !
Fill this paper in-its preparedness... innocence... verity, hope... with the sweet passion elation
of our souls... !
Yes carry me before this-vision... !
Restrain me-not... .
Set our-soul-free... !
Please... ?
That we may gratify love-uphold it.
Yes yield-then... only-beauty... !
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Copyright © James Long | Year Posted 2010
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