My muse # Day 2

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When the world is fast asleep

beneath the cover of sparkling stars,

golden hearts dance

to the zephyr tunes

and bathe in moonlight.

 

Two is more

than a number

for  poet and poetry

as they become one

reflecting each other

 

Far the melancholic moon rise.

I shall make it my muse tonight

and encipher poetry

behind the clouds.

Am I thinking too much?

#OctPoWriMo 2014 # UBC