Visage of Muse

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Lennon was close,
Dickinson too,
along with Browning and Tennyson,
but Sinead, oh Sinead--
how did you create the visage of muse?

Nothing compares
Nothing compares to you . . .


Wife,
the earth that blooms in winter,
the river that flows in a dessert,
the wind that blows on a still day,
the fire that glows in a thunderstorm
. . . and me, your undeserving, meek, and unworthy lover.

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Esperanza_HidalgoEsperanza_Hidalgoabout 14 years agoAuthor
There can be no doubt SexyLatina19

that you are worth loving. I know this for a fact because you have taught me the value of loving in friendship, and that is not an easy thing to do with a girl like me. now is it?

SexyLatina19SexyLatina19about 14 years ago

I love it. :) I hope someone will love me that much one day.