Ideagasm
Ideas swoop, so many have I
drowning inside leaving me wild;
Each one instantly sets me on fire;
Airborne as I sit by the sea
gaining traction and then crashing
along my soul as I sip tea;
Smiling at inspiration’s wings
maestro of my fierce daydream.
Copyright © Melani Udaeta | Year Posted 2022
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