Muse
Fantasy flows
around her soul
she's everything that
makes you whole.
she takes the day and
breaks it down
she extricates the black
and brown,
filters out the bloody reds
and pours fresh colors
in your head.
She goes panning
for the shades
of sapphires
in the stock and trade
of ordinary things you do....
she makes a poet out of you.
Copyright © Johnette Loefgren | Year Posted 2006
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