The Poet Loves, The Poet Dies
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The poet reigns over the vast lands of the earth

The Poet Loves, The Poet Dies

When the poet loves, the poet gives birth

The poet reigns over the vast lands of the earth

As the love grows, the poet conquers all the seas

With ink-stained hands, the poet shapes galaxies

A poet in love crowns a special muse

His ocean of inspirations, the poet's mind on a cruise

Hands grow exhausted,

crumpled papers accumulate Hands grow exhausted,

Verbal perfection, the poet seeks to create

The poet sings, lyrics morph into his beloved's name

Eyes descry a lovely face, metaphors embody a frame

With mellifluous words, the poet builds a pedestal

Through his poetic verses, his beloved turns immortal

The air the poet breathes, the radiant sun in the sky

The joy at Christmas Eve, fireworks during 4th of July

Furious storms,

Furious storms, calming breeze,

Furious storms, calming breeze, devastating earthquakes

The beloved adapts any form, whatever the poet makes

Resplendent rainbows insipid compared to corporal curves

Art erupting from pens, embellishing what eyes observe

From vivacious mornings to sleepless nights

The beloved is everything - everything, the poet writes

But on a daily basis, the poet wages into an inconspicuous war

A pen as his reliable sword,

A pen as his reliable sword, stacks of papers hide every scar

A war of incarcerated words, of subdued emotions

Even the most trivial move can shatter the crystal elation

The poet writes when in bliss, all the more when morose

Describing through flowery words, the beauty in an overdose

The beloved's candle-like fingers

The beloved's candle-like fingers transmogrify to perilous daggers

Affectionate lips emulate a whirlpool at the heart of ocean waters

The poet seeks the tranquil blue

The poet seeks the tranquil blue in a bed of scarlet flames

Ears hearing strident chains of profanities as endearing names

And the poet still loves, never ceases to write

Exacerbation of the rational mind

Exacerbation of the rational mind and melodramatic heart's fight

The sun conflagrates the flesh,

The sun conflagrates the flesh, moon freezes the core

Billows that used to dance vehemently washes the poet ashore

A hand grips a pen tighter and writes some more

Words of today vociferously emerging from yesterday's door

When the poet loves, the poet gives birth

His love reigns over the vast lands of the earth

Then it blinds the poet's sight,

Then it blinds the poet's sight, defiles the poet's ink

His own words are the music

His own words are the music as he dances on the brink

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