You are my muse
So don't you abuse yourself thinking about being my distraction.
My muse, not my distraction.
Beyond the physical attraction is my heart drawn to your soul.
My safe place, away from all restrictions.
Comfort to smile and blush and sing.
I feel your anxiety, your humble-cute variety of love
Safely seeping through my walls of bold, and flushing me to blushes uncommon.
You're my happy sigh of relief, my muse, my rhythm, my deep infatuation.
Our love's still an unpublished poem, safe, sound and edit-full.
YOU ARE READING
Lights Out Kiskadee
PoetryTurn your thoughts into words and share them with the world... I've decided to channel such into poetry ... and trust me I don't regret it ...Plz like my poems n comment so I will know if you're enjoying them or not ?#Ray_Egbert
