I'll paint you a pretty picture,
if you ask me to,
I can,
I'll tell you what you wanna hear,
I will be your biggest fan,
I'll write a long love letter,
& say,
I love you so,
I'll tell you that I'll always stay,
I will never let you go,
I'll sing a song so ****,
you'll wish me there right now,
I'll lay down in your bed,
do whatever you'll allow,
I'll kiss your eager lips,
so softly,
you will melt,
I'll touch you with my hands,
do things you never felt,
I'll love you much sweet baby,
I'll caress your skin tanight,
I'll hold you if you need it,
a feeling,
...oh, so right,
I'll make the night seem darker,
in the darkest lovers night,
a hot & burning candle,
a seductive little light,
Believe that I will come,
& believe that I will stay,
but listen to my words,
then get on your knees & pray,
I'll come to you a vision,
my beauty,
unsurpassed,
be careful there dear poet,
if this offer shouldn't last,
Just wish me to your door,
bring me right there,
next to you,
I'll swear on my dear grave,
that the words I say are true,
Though,
don't wait up too late,
don't count on it too much,
listen to me poet,
cuz' elusive is my touch,
This muse just doesn't wait,
so,
the offer it is fleeting,
not catching me will feel,
Like that big ol' heart stops beating.
Cherie Nolan © 2016
Why not? ❤ This was fun a metaphorical view of the female muse. Inspired by an opinion on a different poem. Not everyone is gonna like or agree with all your ink, ya know? I'm good with constructive comments and criticism.. ❤ u all - & all things & spelling are intentional in here.