fervent longing
exudes my soul
like jaded birds
enervated
on wings of thought
my body devour
with riotous passion
reflected
in “blueprint”
inside
the tired rooms
of my heart
as I brush away
the musty haze
filling lacuna
and a new verse
take shape
in duet
with
my ode
©AvdL 2014
(I’ve featured this video before…it’s my heart’s pulse…right now)
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SEAT OF MY SOUL 
August 3, 2014 at 12:02 am
Some poems have a way of flooding the mind with memories…such is this poem of yours…be well my friend.
August 3, 2014 at 8:26 am
Enchanting verse, Buttercup. Blessings to you…