Fluent

Speak to me Nimble word-master, Construct the images You wish me to possess. Be fluent in your authority To command my thoughts, Motivate this mortal With your perpetual souvenirs. Present deliberate challenges, Enticing and fascinating, So I may be authored By your wisdom. Expose your riches In stirring tones; No matter the cost, I will pay. Such is your ability To heighten my experience, Dear poet, Dismaying in tremendous form And awful honesty, Until I have become Your slave, Spent, replete, and supplied. I would be forever grateful If you’d only lend me A breadth of your time, Ripening my observations. Speak to me Sweet word-master, And I’ll be the resolution To your question.