MUSE AND RHYME

Muse is such a sweet soft girl
With blond hair that tends to hurl,
Veiling her face of great charm
Whose glance will your heart disarm.

Winged and able to fly fast,
Inside hearts her love's amassed.
She stays there and sings along
Till we write down her nice song.

Song is done, she flies to space.
Who can stay far from her face?
Once beheld, none can stay far
As it leaves the deepest scar.

We go soaring, seeking her,
With sight she could easily blur
As she knows her great effect
And hates her house to be packed.

Strict her father is in mind,
And he will her reprimand.
She escapes from him and comes
With intention for new rhymes.

BY JOSEPH ZENIEH
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