Poetic heart
In the dream of poetic verse
Your words
Are how my heart bleeds
The ways in which
I think
With a pause in between
Cryptic clues
An exclamation in
The center
Brings on the wolves
Of perfect grammar
Saying there should
Be words to fill
Those empty spaces
Left silent
For effect of pondering
The spell of the craft
Is the muse
Today, it was you
Who I stopped by
In the shadows
To read your words
With naught a comment
Yet, I was left with these
Thoughts of how I feel
When I read
The words you so delicately
Scribe
In the way my heart bleeds
Entangled visions
Drawn out with metaphors
Telepathic symphonies
Silently caressing the void
Missed by so many
Who need be entertained
Only by actors
Mimicking the truth
That is so elegant and delicate
To bleed from ones heart
Jested by those
Lost
Not in the dream
Felt from the flow
Of your composition
As I am
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