Some poets live
In a separate World,
Where Poetry,
Is!
Exists,
Only to be loved
And shared,
As a heart-throbbing
Miracle
Of It!
Happy is the poet
That, because
Of this fulfilling
Inextinguishable,
Pure love,
Is never really
Alone,
And only lives
For it.
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Absolutely, in this way as you mesmerizingly desribed, poets are happy. We think, you say it, lovely great poeetess! Such a Beautiful Mind you possess. A 10 Full Score for this breathing of a Beautiful Mind.