Theme: Love

She Dwells In Poetic Muse

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She dwells in poetic muse
The lady of my dreams
Tread softly, breathe only a little
Lest the sound of your breath
Wake her from her reverie

Neither time nor space
Has meaning for her
Like cotton clouds they pass over her
But if you catch a glimpse of light in her eyes
You'll see the rainbow there
She dwells in oblivion, not knowing
Her poem is so beautiful
Many hold it in their eyes
As if they were holding a baby

She knows not that my heart
Speaks its own language
And loves her - Still
My heart's language - Quiet. Un-intrusive
She can repose in tranquility
Without being awakened from her poetic muse
The lady of my dreams...


More By  :  Julia Dutta

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