Structured minds
Confined ideals
Limited creativity
Unfulfilled life
Yet miraculous moments exist
Few and far
Miraculous nonetheless
Enveloping my being
Whirling winds of soulful beauty
Entrancing
Societal restraints broken
Unbound
Weightless
Gridless
Life beyond conjured walls
Universe unlocked
Endless
Intimacy
Ecstasy
This World
Created by our union
Ours
Challenged by time
Sands trickle
Time gains strength
Our embrace weakens
Soaking up your entire being
For when this moment is over
When you are gone
How I will long for you
Time slows in sympathy
In moments of finality
Gratitude presents itself
Breaths we have shared
Dances we have danced
Stories we have written
Memories we have created
A love only we can understand
An arrangement unbeknownst
When you beckon
Answer I will with no hesitation
Your touch I will anxiously desire
Provoking the depths of my mind
To surface
To grow
To live
My creative muse
You have left me again
Yet I know you shall return
When you need me once more
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WELCOME BRYAN ~ i LOVE THE STRUCTURE AND CONTENT OF YOUR FIRST POEM. It is a beautiful tribute to your creative muse. It is WORLD POETRY DAY today and (as you know) ~ we are not born poets we need a MUSE and our POETRY can only develop through contact with our MUSE. This is why Classical Poetry always has meter ~ rhyme ~ rhythm. This is why it has lasted for 100's of years. Thanks for sharing ~ KEEP WRITING ! Please check my poems ~ Thanks BRIAN
thanks so much Brian....I will surely do so
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