Conversations With Poets
inspired by ""
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you see beauty in something that no one else sees
it is yours to do with as you please
you hold it in the palm of your hand
its fate is yours to control or command
but you are not satisfied to live and love just like before
you have grown to want something more
choosing instead to return love from whence it came
and wait for love to return again
perhaps in time and freedom learned
to be worthy of what it yearned
maturely ripened without stain
able to cup YOUR love like pouring rain...