eternally ephemeral [ poetry & prose ]

Muse

I know
you ask it
in your heart
"what am I to you?"

You should know
that when the sun dies
and the moon comes alive
I think of you
the way the sky
calls out for the sun
to brighten up the world

You should know
that when the world falls asleep
I lay awake in bed
while you sneak
into my mind
discovering every little
dark corner of my thoughts
but I let you in
knowing you'll brighten up
all of it

You should know
that you're my muse
my escape from the reality
and I bleed out my feelings for you
in the shape of poetry

I know
you ask it
in your heart
"what am I to you?"

My heart
whispers back
"everything I wished for."