I write for you, muse.
Play on, invisible harps, play on in my heart
Please visit me muse, ache of love.
I cannot go on without you,
Do not die, my unrequited muse
Dante Alighieri & Beatrice di Folco Portinari
Do not leave me muse and come back
Elizabeth Taylor & Richard Burton
Do not love the image of us, the muse, more than the reality
Jean-Luc Godard & Anna Karina
You, my wonder wild we kiss
Sweetheart, I come.
The root behind muses
creation of sweet nothings
taste of licorice dimple candy striped
mocha in the morning, your
essence wakes every part
meet me for coffee
morning at dawn
I long to cook meals hip-to-hip
trembling, an ache for the touch of your smile, grazing ankles
can we live forever in bed?
Inside looks, inside jokes, insides stories, inside
you care. A single care.
Amongst countless beings,
all distant pasts.