Olcatio Mi Bab: a Longing
O, elusive words return
Let my passion for locutions come back
Creativity: let it brightly burn
And flaming flamboyance at once attack
To string them yet again like pearls
Inside my head a steady, spinning pool
O, eloquence speak through me as an earl
May my words adorn me like a jewel
In time, perhaps, the torrent will
Be ushered in; in future tense
And anxious pen no longer still
But mind and heart gain calming sense
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