She burns with desire,
To do more than she does,
To write words more than she believes,
To create more than she thinks she can,
To live a little more every day,
For each minute is iridescent,
As her soul glitters with hope,
Dazzling everyone with a fire,
Wondering if it’s worth burning,
For Gods and muses,
That keep teasing her,
With irrational magic.
blog number 1299.