no fairer journey dwells in me
then that which you've described
then that which you've described
with every verse you gave birth to
by which your heart inscribed
by which your heart inscribed
your wit and wisdom met with life
and beauty to adieu
with every stroke of genius
the things that paint love blue
I cannot help but to exist
for how you gave me breath
'tis as you know where I have been
then stole me from my death
one final time to paint the scene
of all I've longed to know
I've crossed your path through every word
you wrote so long ago
Author Notes: This piece was originally inspired by the poetry and poets of the Romantic Era.
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