Lost and Found

Muses are supposed to be:

soft, loving;

passionate, burning;

 

But you are:

lost, looking.

 

Your eyes are wide open,

always searching;

you see everything,

but find nothing.

 

Poets are supposed to be:

soft, loving;

passionate, burning;

lost, looking.

 

My eyes are wide open,

always searching;

I see everything,

I find you.

This poem is about: 
Me

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