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Mr. Muse

I'd rush to see him, heart thumping in my chest

To Be the first to reach that door

Alone for seconds before...

 

His face, knowing

Carved brows and stature

Assuring light, of majesty

 

Out of breath even with at full rest

A rosed complexion

I could not Vex

 

How would I ever express

An adoration so esteemed

Of purest Nature

and deepest dream

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susanne-knight-connally
American
Published
Oct 11, 2010
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A fifteen year heartache. I've yet to shake the torture of never getting to verbally express

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