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To explore the mind of a poet  
To feel the pulsing heart of a poet  
To touch the soul of a poet

Hearts worn on sleeves and souls twinkling beyond the eyes. Freedom trails it's fingertips along the daydreamers mind.  
Fantasies in abundance, normality does not exist in the home of the poet's soul.  
Every nerve ending thrumming with life, with the mere caress of words.  
There's always a story, an emotion, the souls deepest desires sitting on the tongue of a poet waiting eagerly for permission to erupt from the pen.