Spirit of the Poet
ABANDON all senses to catch the dancing fire of indescribable
emotions trapped deeply within the Soul of No Mouth --
tell the birthing stars our carbon body is as old as their grandfathers and
grandmothers but our love and great Tiny minds grapple with
inconceivable thoughts but mostly of grand words structured tightly around
the Spirit of the Poet!
:: 02.29.2020 ::
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