<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=427137" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>My Muse</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">They come in silk moonlight<br>Rising in the high notes<br>Lingering in corridors of poetry<br>Sighing in sweet chords<br>Tribes of ancient color<br>Spanish silver<br>Flamingo guitars <br>Lioness awakens my dry heart</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Crinoline forest of mystic joy<br>Spanish moon shines like a spell<br>She has come from the sea<br>She brings me the hurt<br>She brings me compassion<br>Love is all the falsely accused<br>Be a man who cares she says<br>Her vision surrounds me</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Her bracelets of Ulysses <br>Flowers of Ithaca<br>Tendrils grow in red gold<br>Feel the fingers of myth<br>Centuries in her soft touch<br>Rings filled with fate<br>The music burns dusky candles<br>Castles in the crying wind</div><div style="margin:10px 0">See the broken man<br>Feel the wounded<br>Her breasts are filled with tears<br>She tells me of the poor<br>I am the narrow man of gold<br>I seek her eyes of beauty<br>She says grow like the forest<br>Let your heart see justice, mercy</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Dancing by windows<br>Revel like new flowing love<br>She moves in shadows of time<br>Wrapped in gossamer stars<br>Hear the sweet piano<br>Feel the beat of fire<br>Cymbals shimmer with life<br>She reads a poem of Pablo Neruda</div><div style="margin:10px 0">My muse wet like the sea</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Joseph+Narusiewicz">Joseph Narusiewicz</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=427137" data-title="My Muse de Joseph Narusiewicz" data-description="They come in silk moonlight Rising in the high notes Lingering in corridors of poetry Sighing in sweet chords Tribes of ancient color Spanish silver Flamingo guitars Lioness awakens my dry heart Crinoline forest of mystic joy Spanish moon shines..."></div> </div> </div>

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