Outside the rain is falling
It’s a dark, cloudy day
But here in my house of poetry
I only need to connect
to you, to our love
to let the warm breath of inspiration
blow her words around me
Words that are yet
flickering lights in the air
But I sit down,
drink a coffee
Curled up on the couch
And then,
they will eventually land
in me and make a poem
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