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The Muse

A creature that drives inspiration and passion in the soul of an artist.... Why is she charmed? She has become enthralled with her subject. The artist has rendered her to her knees.
6 years ago. November 8, 2018 at 9:00 PM

After all this time

I close my eyes

Your face 

Your eyes

Staring into mine

I hold my breath

I feel so empty

The sadness

Like a slow drip

In a hollow space

The only sound

Filling the void

Sinking

To my knees

No words

As I had been

With you there

The scent of you

Still stirs me

Like no other

Every syllable

Of your name

Rolls

Through me

Like a pulse

I could cry

You gave me time

You waited

I remained

Silent

Hoping

You would see me

Through the lies

I mourn the loss

But you

Are not dead

Yet I feel joy 

As I know

You exist

And I grieve

As I cannot

Share

This joy

With you


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