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Secret Fire

I've dreamed a thousand dreams
That I was never meant to keep
I've counted a million stars
Trying to fight the death of sleep
Then you dance across my waking hours
And look at me that way,
I want to say so many things
Too personal to say.

And I can't confess it's you
Who haunts my heart most every night,
I could try hard to forget you
But that's a war I'll never fight.
So I wander off to dreamland
To go dancing on a wire,
I suppose I'm yours forever...
I will never kill this fire.

About this poem

I have a muse who has inspired many of my poems and songs. This person doesn't know what a creative fire he has fueled, and I doubt I will ever tell him. To do so would kill the fire. Instead, this was a musing unsent love letter, written in an effort to clear my head.

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Submitted by KrissLuckett on September 20, 2021

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Kriss Luckett

Songwriter, amateur poet, professional performing musician. I'm also an artist, and "mom" to an amazing 12 year old son. I live in Indianapolis, IN with my husband and son (who are my musical partners), and a ridiculous number of pets. I'm a self-employed massage therapist, and have owned my own business since 2015. In my rare spare time, I like to kayak, camp, and bake, and I collect vinyl records. I have been a performing musician for 32 years, with roots in punk and alt-rock and modern folk. My non-musical writing has been mostly for my own personal enjoyment, but I am broadening my scope of exposure, and hope to publish at some point. I have recorded 6 albums in my music career, with aspirations of recording a solo record at some point in the near future. My inspiration comes from my own experiences, the experiences of friends and characters, musings on the state of the world and life in general, and stories I make up. I am not a "look out my window and ponder the flowers" sort of writer, although there's nothing wrong with that. I began writing for enjoyment in high school, when I had a teacher who recognized my penchant for writing "dark stories", and encouraged me to keep at it. I grew up in small town Indiana, where "girls just don't write such things", so I have kept most of my edgier writing to myself. This is the first place I've published anything that wasn't songwriting. Hope you enjoy my work. more…

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