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Oh to be a Poet's Muse
I always thought
what it is like to be a poet's muse
So beautiful that they immortalize you
So beautiful that they talk about marrying you with Saturn's rings
So beautiful that they compare you with the moon and stars
Someone's son or daughter so mad about you
that they stay up late just to finish a verse or paragraph about you
About how soft your skin is
Your palms and cheeks
The redness on your nose
Due to cold
And how they just want to kiss every part of you
The ugly and the beautiful
The dirty and the clean
Oh how I wish someone to write a poem for me or with me
Someone just so true in love to do so
© ghostlywitch
what it is like to be a poet's muse
So beautiful that they immortalize you
So beautiful that they talk about marrying you with Saturn's rings
So beautiful that they compare you with the moon and stars
Someone's son or daughter so mad about you
that they stay up late just to finish a verse or paragraph about you
About how soft your skin is
Your palms and cheeks
The redness on your nose
Due to cold
And how they just want to kiss every part of you
The ugly and the beautiful
The dirty and the clean
Oh how I wish someone to write a poem for me or with me
Someone just so true in love to do so
© ghostlywitch
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