Muse and me

It’s good I think or so it seems

When subconscious slowly wins

And I’m letting out my muse

She creates her magic tunes

Mixing thousand different hues

And I’m lost in them… amused

Like a puppet in her arms

Writing all her secret charms

She’s a master of my soul

And the reason I was born

We were meant to share our light

Spreading it through words and smiles

We are separate yet one

She’s my heart and talisman

Free and captured – we are both

Creatures of this magic world…


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