Muse Of Love
As the words bleed through,
my thoughts are all of you.
Even as I write poetry with all these words,
to this catchy little poem, my muse bleds.
Inscribing are portions inwritten,
words that come to mind glisten.
With dreams of you upon my mind,
thoughts of love were mine to find.
While the night sky held the secrets,
as I gaze with star-eyed weakness.
For my heart to grow,
these words she did bestow.