Oh, how I wish you could feel
the freedom of the words
flowing in unison with my tears
My thoughts become your lips
speaking the blessing
of inspiration to my hands
creating the very life
inside of the poem I breathe to you
There is no poetry in my soul
without you,
no thought worth warming
without you
There is no passion in the spoken dream
without the soul and heart
found in the inspiration of you
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