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...you are not 'a poet'? There is something working here
a bit of a potion must have spilled.
Those who dare to be strong-willed
keep the coffers amply filled.
There is something waking here
a dream perhaps, a spell of night.
I sail the stars and live their light;
I think of this when i can't write.
There is something waiting here,
poised and ready for the queue.
I can see the best of you
and I can make a dream come true.
There is something wanting here;
but that is only your response.
A flash of what you fear to flaunt,
is the only gift I want.
a bit of a potion must have spilled.
Those who dare to be strong-willed
keep the coffers amply filled.
There is something waking here
a dream perhaps, a spell of night.
I sail the stars and live their light;
I think of this when i can't write.
There is something waiting here,
poised and ready for the queue.
I can see the best of you
and I can make a dream come true.
There is something wanting here;
but that is only your response.
A flash of what you fear to flaunt,
is the only gift I want.