My Muse

I taste her tempestuous soul and dance free
I feel her cautious skin and i breed
I see her rare beauty and she lets me in
She takes me to her garden that i planted
She told me its dying and its her atmosphere
Now she is a myth outside my dream
And I keep her awake inside to maudlin..

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