she awoke in me
the memory
of a poet
and
the days of
my youth…
her gentle voice
gave life to my
tired soul
and meaning
to my empty life…
my heart was
set ablaze
like the
burning sun
and words
poured out
of me upon
the sky…
she was the
paper i wrote
my dreams on
she was the ink
in my pen…
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