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Medicinal Muse
Moon shines
between white blinds
Above green pines
Ferrying my mind
On a poetic cruise
Of crimson and blues
For I remember whose
Heart played like a flute
Pied piper of love's lavender
Looking for it like scavenger
White water in dry desert time
What you seek is not easy to find
Medicinal muse come see me
For I need your fuchsia fantasy
To aid my days and shade my peace
To help me wait for denim destiny
No longer meek now I’m bolder
I definitely need a lime love soldier
One who exists on purple passions
Of licorice lips tender soul rations
Until we meet I will patiently wait
For you surely exist just as I was made
To answer your questions as you pray
To be your blessing in every emerald way
As you too will bless my life
Inspiring new peach poetic cries
Hiring new ideas while creating art
Of old and new love with healing heart
Copyright ©
Karen Jones
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