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Inspired..
The soft gold of sunlight
re-ignites the dead poet's soul.
His heart beats once more
as he search the ashes.
For lost passions;
Lost words,
void of meaning.
A fire, rekindled,
births new flame.
Words crowd his mind.
Inspired.
By an unknown world,
full of new meaning,
behind wise chocolate eyes.
With gratitude and Thanks,
he wrinkles his ancient brow
dust gathers in beads at his floor.
he pauses, considers,
and picks up a pen.
© chrysippus
re-ignites the dead poet's soul.
His heart beats once more
as he search the ashes.
For lost passions;
Lost words,
void of meaning.
A fire, rekindled,
births new flame.
Words crowd his mind.
Inspired.
By an unknown world,
full of new meaning,
behind wise chocolate eyes.
With gratitude and Thanks,
he wrinkles his ancient brow
dust gathers in beads at his floor.
he pauses, considers,
and picks up a pen.
© chrysippus
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