Writer's blockA Poem by a_methyste I have come to a point where I envy a story teller A short poem I used to write But my hands are dry And I envy those who embrace the muse every day And make love to her.
I have come to a point where I envy
a story teller A short poem I used to write But my hands are dry And I envy those who embrace the muse every day And make love to her. © 2024 a_methyste |
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