Muse
You were my muse. I thought about you and the words flowed like a flooded river. With a force that fierce, there was uncertainty. I never knew where you would take me next. I let myself get lost. I let myself be led by you. You were my muse…
It took me a while to clean myself of you and there is some residue. But this part of you, I want to keep. I want to treasure you and build monasteries over the remnants of you. Spaces are empty where you used to live. They were once quivering with your vivacity. Now, they reek of absence of your incandescence. You were my muse…
I wanted you to be audience to the spectacle of the creatures inside me. I wanted you to breathe deeply and inhale the vanilla scented essence of me. I wanted you to close your eyes and see the place where rainbows ended. I wanted you to live in the heartland of my heart and conquer one battle after another. You were my muse…
Now you are gone. And it’s all empty. The thoughts have dried up and so have the words. Will I find my muse again?
“I am a creature of the Fey
Prepare to give your soul away
My spell is passion and it is art
My song can bind a human heart
And if you chance to know my face
My hold shall be your last embrace.
I shall be thy lover...
I am unlike a mortal lass
From dreams of longing I have passed
I came upon your lonely cries
Revealed beauty to your eyes
So shun the world that you have known
And spend your nights within my own.
I shall be thy lover...
You shall be known by other men
For your great works of voice and pen
Yet inspiration has a cost
For with me know your soul is lost
I'll take your passion and your skill
I'll take your young life quicker still.
I shall be thy lover...
Through the kisses that I give
I draw from you that I will live
And though you think this weakness grand
The touch of death your lover's hand
Your will to live has come too late
Come to my arms and love this fate
I shall be thy lover...
I am a creature of the Fey
Prepare to give your soul away
My spell is passion and it is art
My song can bind a human heart
And if you chance to know my face
My hold shall be your last embrace.”
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