Rafael Cazares

Rookie (8/3/89 / Fresno, CA)

The Muse - Poem by Rafael Cazares

The Fairest maiden
of them all;
she bestows Poets their poems,
Dreamers their dreams,
Lovers their love,
And that very love a heart-warming home.

the Compass of our inspirations,
the Comfort to our desperation,
And a fine reward for those
Romantics & Sleepers
who wait & wait,
but do so patient.

Singers have sang their Song,
Workers will earn their Pay,
But if ever theirs a time
you cannot be found,
I fear the world would not spin
another Day.

Oh Muse,
Fairest maiden
of them all,
Hear the Sweetness pour from
the Lust of My Heart.

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, April 13, 2013

Poem Edited: Friday, October 4, 2013


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