Maree Scarlett

Rookie (New Zealand)

A Muse Of Polysemy.

My muse speaks to me,
in alluring tones dressed
in a cloak made of Nights'
firmament, sky of subaqueous midnight
he asks me to take assurance
in his penetrating voice.
The witching hour wakes me
in anxiety I stretch shaking
legs over cleans sheets

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