muse

i see you
peeking around the corner at me
my muse
who likes to refuse me
the pleasure of her company
then stifle me with creativity
such a tease
coming upon me at my most venerable
taking me unawares
making the hairs on my arm stand at attention
you command my attention
you lucky you beautiful
so much a part of me
to leave you is like trying not to breathe
you like to be just beyond my fingertips
sweet words resting on my lips
you are in me
around me
on top of me
so much of me that sometimes i can't see
the beauty you show me
that you flow from me
i have missed you
and the aesthetics we make
artistically yours
me