Wednesday, March 17, 2010

a poem...from a long time ago

You compel me to react
You inspire my creation
Making real, abstract
of innocents desecration

I conjure this love and mist
A mix of scents and sense
I am the master alchemist
Mixing passion and incense

You abate my fears
And ebb my pain
Give me pleasure
Make me sane

You compel me to seek
Answers life’s questions
Your smile makes me weak
Your conquer my oppression

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