For KellyA Poem by Alfred KukitzA favorite poet of mineShe asked "might I meet your muse"? I asked, "if I may meet your too" We silenced ourselves in the quiet of the morn The muses came to the fore When all was said Like a history of unfathomable proportions They returned to each other Where love makes its own bed. © 2014 Alfred Kukitz |
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2 Reviews Added on August 25, 2014 Last Updated on August 25, 2014 Tags: Muse, history, unfathomable, bed AuthorAlfred KukitzDeering, NHAboutYes, I'm still here. Just jazzing up my about me story. Sorry I don't die at the end. more..Writing
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