Assumptions of your observing Mind

come to me as ripples on a Pond

Pondering about your true Muse

and the reason you cling to Her

Her is the woman I know Dearly

an adorable succint writer Following

Artistic Suns who are never Myths

but the living prophecies Unraveled

With every beam focusing at The

core of your microcosmic ******

Awesome Sustainer of Illusions