Sharing my poetry #1

𝐌𝐮𝐬𝐞

I want to be a muse, not an artist

And thought no one shares my view

I want to be remembered

Not in books nor interviews

But in the heart of who saw me. 

Be me who moves your passion

The light that clear your vision

The one who inspires your writings

The one who dance at the sunset

The one who gives you melodies with laughter

The one who takes away your nightmares 

I want to stay in your mind

I want you to drink me slowly like wine

I want to be portrayed in stone and paints

I want to be free, live without pain

I want to be the light of your eyes

The sweet treat that satisfies your cravings.

I don't want to be a muse

I want to be your muse

because you always were mine

and you always will be at the end of the day

To be you, the one who, brush in hand, paints my portrait

and after a while

looks at me with it in hand, seeking my approval

To be you who write my poems

To be you who compose my hymn

And leave all

Your loved art

 To me: your loved muse