Miss Muse

May 27, 2010
By Time. SILVER, Maricopa, Arizona
Time. SILVER, Maricopa, Arizona
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Favorite Quote:
"I hate the world: it batters too much the wings of my self-will, and would I could take a sweet poison from your lips to send me out of it..." John Keats


And every love forsaken poet through out time,
Would fail to build your beauty
-in the most complex of rhyme,
And as that may, my weary heart and I
-will bow; as silver dew
Drops gather on the soft cherished rose,
And as the cool-jeweled moon
-glimmers down upon the crystal seas;
Before the unlabouring night skies and you,
A fair white angel of amber hair,
-and how I long to see you again soon;
With the form of the heavens so complete and fair;
To kiss the lips shaped like the crescent pearl moon.


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