Dear,
I used to write poems
but not anymore
I lost the inspiration
I used to have before
It was my therapy
My escape into the clouds
Of words and sounds dancing together
Creating a splendid song
Where did I go
That I cannot return?
Is it still within me
Trapped like a caged bird
Yearning, longing, needing to be free?
Slowly I can hear my breathing
Feel my heartbeat, my hands
Glide across the page as if riding
A bicycle once again.
Freedom, I find in you.
Oh Miuse, so shy and coy,
Do not be afraid to
Face the world
Relish in the renewal of your form
Speak to me the message
You hold inside
I promise to keep it safe
I promise to abide
As the prodigal son was forgiven of all
Will you have mercy on me?
Will you answer my call?
Sincerely yours,
NozoMi
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