MY LYRICAL MUSE

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Jubilation

you are

every woman in me

truth teller and liar

art forgotten in revolution

a most impressive chip

in the Golden Flute

time's own bitter rival

all majestic moments misplaced

figures of great compassion

exchanged throughout the

subsequent ages

the whisper of your tinkling balm

mends my longing

a carafe of fear

seemlessly evaporates

into a beauty of such laughing grace

out of questions

still left in my mouth

yet to be expressed

your shadow

the ceaseless moon

that strikes romance upon my tear

streaked cheeks

the tell tale sign of an imperfect truce

love's eternal bond

revitalized

at last

speaking with fluent direct regard

to my so sucdeptable heart

I see my own soul

radiating back into me

through your love's amazing eyes

all my dreams just grew a heavenly voice

and have only now started to sing

I have lived to love you

MY LYRICAL MUSE..........

Nov.28,2001(140am)

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