She is my muse
never met her
always wanted to but never had the never to look
in the dark places, staying in the light wanting- wishing
that she would magically, mystically appear as if
from my dreams into reality
She is my desire
unfounded in reality
my mannequin dreams like that movie with Kim Cattrall
coming to life at inopertune times to remind me that if
I could just get it right she could remain flesh and blood
and we would find love and happiness.
She is my mystery
the unwritten words
that I plan to write to capture the desire that lights my path
as I stumble forwards through ectasy searching for the rhymes
that haunt me in the pages on my LED Screen
