Banfile
By Gwion
There is light and warmth And I know it as you, Lady When that fire burns behind my eyes And the muse takes my heart I know your name And take it as my own Great fire of inspiration The hearth of my heart Where the flames burn eternal Echoed in fragile words Your face is written a thousand times over In every allusion to my own mortality You are a Bard And an inferno, if not Inspiration herself Written November 1st, 2001 © on Jan 16 2002 12:46 PM PST 0 • 13
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"There is light and warmth..."