Iridescent / Irrational

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.

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