Music

amethyste

Even though sad,
And off the edge.
My pain channeled.
My mind paused.
Became an irresistible muse.
Music of angels drove me.
I found myself with a rare elixir in my hand.
I was high on your words as dreamt of your kind touch.

 

Collaboration Amethyste & Jim Musics

  • Author: amethyste (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 1st, 2025 14:24
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  • sorenbarrett

    A euphoric state of love spoken of in this poem. Nicely said in so few words. Very nice



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