I met the dead poet in a Mexican cafe, <br />I knew him right away. <br />Some say he disappeared, <br />that he never died, <br />so I was not surprised. <br />Reading his poems all these years, <br />he simply heard his lines, <br />in my mind, somehow. <br />He sat down, <br />quietly reciting <br />the poem I love the best.<br /><br />Moonchild Diva<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/dead-poet-2/
