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musings on the muse

January 3rd, 2014 § 0 comments

Poem #303 for Anonymous

 

a muse is a moment in life
washing over, cleansing my hesitations
draining all the love and creativity
out of me onto the paper

helps me give and strive and give

the muse keeps me curious
allows my sexual urges
arouses my art
encourages me to lie in lust
accepting no negotiation for my passions

my muse makes me want more
gives a purpose to the game of time
relaxes me so I can listen to the music
to be swept away, overcome

a muse is the only reason to keep on living, learning
to keep on trying…

 

 

af

 

 

(written in little notebook)

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