I Have No Poem Left To Write Tonight
I have no poem left to write tonight
So upon blank paper I write a better thing
These syllables that give my soul delight
This alphabet to which your spirit clings
Let me write you pure
Let me write you sweet
Let me write you sure
As dawn on dawn repeat
For those who live living is eternal
What is mortal transpired by faith
For those who love loving is immortal
And joy becomes the bugle of fate
We are poets and dreamers
The world's first and last believers
I drink hibiscus from a dreams soft tongue
And sing the kiss no one else has sung
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