Andrea Travis Poet Romanticism

Blessed Or Damned

A cold and chilly night, loneliness sets in
waking up in a daze, no knowing what time it is
the stars are out, out of my mind
I used to care, but love is blind

All I need is a muse, its not really you
Your lies, I started to believe
the web you were beginning to weave
alone at last no one to leave

My quiet rooms, I enjoy the still
snoring puppies, warm within
I do not care day or night
blessed or damned just to write

andreatravis
10-31-12

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Richard Palmer November 1, 2012 at 8:41 PM nice write Andrea

David Scott November 1, 2012 at 5:31 PM sounds similer to my devious was her name poem i agree love is blind cool write look forward to reading more xx davidscott

Rachel St.Cross October 31, 2012 at 10:29 PM ‡ I Could Envision Quite A Long Line Waiting As Hoping To Be Such A Wonderfully Gifted Poetess And Even More So Beautiful Lady's Poetic Muse, Dear Sweet Beautiful Andrea. One Lifes Lose Tis But Another Heart's Gain Is What Some Say ? Sweet Kisses, Always, Rachel *