Poetess of Promise

I will meet you there

Where imperfections are beauty

Where truth sets you free

Where love is chosen over fear

All the pieces of are revered.

No longer wholly the muse to you
A-muse me too
The poetess of promise
Charm us with expression

Let’s not dare claim designation

The unornamented word will simply not do

Crawl inside my body
Release pride risk and reason
Listen to the whisper of our hearts
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