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Apr 06, 2009
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Crimson comfort
The hearts in her property are legion
They come in many shades: crimson, purple, blue or black
Among them is my own porcelain one
She holds it tenderly and scrupulously remembers not to scratch it
Her own heart is strong but vulnerable
It must be handled with utmost care by those it chooses as companions
Her craving for life is still burning
Consuming all those muse-devouring cells and blasting every obstacle away
Her imagination is vast
There is no end to the creative visions she brings to life with unparalleled passion
Her mind is sharp and has an edge
That can cut her adversaries into thin slices and pierce them like helpless moths
I am proud to call her my friend, my muse
My Goddess of the Thoughtflow
Comments
Proprietress o…
17 years 1 month ago
my dear Dragon,
Ink Dragon
17 years 1 month ago
You, young lady,
Ink Dragon
17 years 1 month ago
Danke, Kelsey,
Ink Dragon
17 years 1 month ago
Dear Julie,
Cloudthings
17 years 1 month ago
A really great dedication & a truly beautiful poem
Ink Dragon
17 years 1 month ago
Hi Anni,
Cloudthings
17 years 1 month ago
When another person takes care to truly know us, that's love
Nordic cloud
17 years 1 month ago
A friend indeed
Ink Dragon
17 years 1 month ago
Dearest Ann,
faerybeki
17 years 1 month ago
Nina, this is lovely, really
Ink Dragon
17 years 1 month ago
Beki,