Poetic Passions
you cannot steal from me my poetry
I live a thousand lives in every rhyme
vicarious and beautiful, sublime
the lines defy the grasp of mortal time
I love, I live, I dance in world of rhyme
my heart in tune to beat of pulsing song
ebullience enraptured, free to roam
in fields of fantasy where I belong
and passion ravished, trembling I await
the sweet release of worded ecstasy
it comes, it comes and I am sated, full
with pregnant dreams that wait delivery
Another poem born to see the light
I smile and hope that this one brings delight
Eileen Manassian
Copyright © Eileen Manassian | Year Posted 2017
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