For the love of our muses ❤️
I didn’t ask for this- these feelings right out of the gate.
But now that they’re here, I long to create.
The thought of you and poetry stirs,
Tender lines of prose, such passionate words.
Pictures in my mind I’d put down on page,
If I could paint until these feelings assuage.
But no line of poetry or beautiful scene,
Could accurately depict just what I mean.
For these feelings spiral in rich, colorful hues.
Yes it seems, my dear, that you are my muse.