he invaded my heart
and took over my thoughts
and mastered my hand
and attacked the page
I've got a new muse!
who threw out the old
with a heart of gold
and a soul of dreams
a face of light
and a body of stars
I've got a new muse!
And he's brought new thoughts
painted me pictures
and taught me new words
his style is a foreign tongue
that has at last found it's way out of my body
and straight into eloquence ~
laced with fire
thought up in constellations
and burning the page in passion
2002
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