My Muse

You are my muse,
the gateway to my creativity.
Your eyes are the window to my fantasy.

You are the morning breeze,
the desire of my daydream.
Your smile, your laugh, your scent
remains a special part of me.
         
When clouds cover bliss,
the thought of you revives me.
You’re carrying me on euphoric rhythms
to the tune of your sensuous melody.

When your moon aligns with my sun,
after my universe eclipse,
Your smile, your laugh, your scent,
marks the moment,
I’d surrender more of me.

But,
inside my skin,
runs bloody rivers of uncertainty.
Your smile, your laugh,
your scent is so distant….
Yet, consume me.