Mez= itallics
SMZ= regular
I sit among a white raged page
A misfit lost, engaged on stage
With pausing fear, a loss of words
My nerves curve, attempting to merge
These lines, scattered through long lost days
I see a shadow trapped and caged
I tapped the outer windowpane
But all that came was pouring rain
Blurring thoughts cast in this sea
Words became unclear to me
Spread across a clueless ground
Surrounded as its shrewdness frowned
With suffocating emotions trapped
Locked in a prison and I couldn’t adapt
All I needed… was you, the key
To release my doubt and set me free
COME... grasp my hand dear earthbound treasure
Ascend into the aether of profound and clever
Thoughts - your form is taut - your skin hot
Your desire evident - but we'll pretend not
I'm just a fantasy creating other fantasies - right?
Only here to plant the seeds of sanity inside...
Inside you - since you've decided to
Write this tune, I'm the right Muse
Come with me - come - I'll show you glamour
Gaze around you and become enamored
Become enraptured - capture these sights within a page
Come my lady - let us write thru night and day...
My creed feeds from your holy ink
Injected solely, slowly in sync
With the melody you bring,
In harmony we sing
We dance in a realm of poetic dreams
Put your fingers like this... tuck your thumb here
Careful - don't bite the pen - just explore this frontier
For as we fly again - much more will come clear
Each time I slide within - arousing slumbering seers,
The ink is flowing forth from our forceful efforts
The pearly paper is pulsating before the pressure…
Pleasure devours, my minds climbing lettered towers
Connecting to your arms, a haven of flowing showers
A puddle of thought has flooded to a sea of creativity
Lifting me to admiration of this gift you’ve given me
Trust - the gift is in the giving - your pleasure’s mine
I exist to do the bidding of whoever invites
My cerebral alliance, or this euphoric merging
Could be the genesis of poetical verging
I can feel is surging, painful with bliss
As this angel emits a strangled cry which
Testifies to the delivery - sprawled athwart this paper
Of our child - born thru my favor
A magnum opus with a symphony of flow,
And epiphany of giving words beauty
A magnificent testament - a living verse truly
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