Poetic Musings

My Muse

Love inspires me.

To be in love takes me higher, beyond any definitions or boundaries.

Without a place for my heart to attach, particularly to one individual, I have no reason for doing anything that I do – for even existing.

My heart is empty and feels lost if it has no vision of our new horizons.

This world can be lonely without warmth of home’s hearth and promise of your loving arms around me.

My heart is fickle, particular to whom it will allow to claim mastery.

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