Leave
your window ajar
dear poet
Just a crack would do,
Under cover of
the shadowy, sinister twilight
Watch your poetry slither through.....
Let her sinful, nefarious intent
warm your sheets
with her rhyme,
Let your words flow
unrestrictedly
as you lose track of time.
Let her dusky mystic presence
flow ripples
inside of you,
Let her wicked bubbly laugh
spur you on
To pour your passions true.
Catch her and tickle her spots
with your stubbly
day old tunes,
Till her murky, misty stanzas
align squirmingly
into your masterpiece that consumes.
Then as your paean lays sated
Let her cadence
wind down to a whisper faint,
Let her slide out your window
As ends the Delphian
witching hour- her constraint.
Just a crack would do,
Under cover of
the shadowy, sinister twilight
Watch your poetry slither through.....
Let her sinful, nefarious intent
warm your sheets
with her rhyme,
Let your words flow
unrestrictedly
as you lose track of time.
Let her dusky mystic presence
flow ripples
inside of you,
Let her wicked bubbly laugh
spur you on
To pour your passions true.
Catch her and tickle her spots
with your stubbly
day old tunes,
Till her murky, misty stanzas
align squirmingly
into your masterpiece that consumes.
Then as your paean lays sated
Let her cadence
wind down to a whisper faint,
Let her slide out your window
As ends the Delphian
witching hour- her constraint.
MS
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