My muse

my muse

She, my light

offers my soul

depths and heights

unknown before.

She, my kaleidoscope

offers continuous hues


She, my jar of fireflies

sparkling like diamonds

on a moonless night

when stars know

they cannot compete.

She, my magic carpet

takes my soul on journeys

to her softness

each night.

  One thought on “My muse

  1. October 8, 2018 at 10:07 am


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  2. October 6, 2018 at 6:29 pm

    Quite lovely 🌷

    Liked by 1 person

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