Her aura was a deep blue, for she
buried her spirit within the poetry
she could not bring herself to write.
His was red— so full of wisdom.
He touched her and suddenly the color
of her soul was that of a lilac sky.
He became her muse; her one love.
YOU ARE READING
Within the Restless Mind: a book of poetry
Poesíaa collection of poetry.. written by me.
Muse
Her aura was a deep blue, for she
buried her spirit within the poetry
she could not bring herself to write.
His was red— so full of wisdom.
He touched her and suddenly the color
of her soul was that of a lilac sky.
He became her muse; her one love.