Even when you’re still/
silent, you, still, strike my chords/
and remain my muse.
OR
Even when you are/
silent, you strike my heart’s chords/
and become my muse.
Even when you’re still/
silent, you, still, strike my chords/
and remain my muse.
OR
Even when you are/
silent, you strike my heart’s chords/
and become my muse.
I’m not going to/
put pressure on you about/
not feeling pressure.
Because I forgot/
lunch, I shall feast only on/
your words and be filled.
Is it okay
in the middle of the day
to say
my thirst for you is not abated:
I remain,
by you,
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