Secret entrances and hidden collections
Tufted high backed chairs and arcane protections
Dark wooden tables and glowing lamplight
Are the things keeping me up through the night.
Diamond-paned windows wear opulent curtains
Hassocks and tuffets to bear the days burdens
Lined yellow notepads and a pen that feels right
Are the things keeping me up through the night.
Favorite authors read snugged by the fire
A window seat where all good pets retire
The hundreds of books that are in my sight
Are the things keeping me up through the night
When the blocks come, when the muse flees
When the right words hide
I put down my pen and drop all my sad pleas
Returning to fireside.
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