this is our story, the story—
of my BEAUTIFUL MUSE,
that longed for me in a world not of ours
she moaned and wailed
each day waiting for the love she deserved
oh my BEAUTIFUL MUSE, oh my heart blooms—
where will I be found, she thought
day after day, night after night
thinking from dusk till dawn
but to no avail
but nothing faces my queen
oh my BEAUTIFUL MUSE, i will find you
and the day arrived, in her world—
where the world shimmers hours long
where flowers never die,
it was nothing short of paradise,
oh my BEAUTIFUL MUSE, i heard
her voice resonating the grounds
I am here, i've longed for you my love, i yelled
and at that moment, her world stood still—
her tower doors opened for the first time
and she descended,
looking angelic; could bear no real description—
i knew right there, i wasn't only her BEAUTIFUL MUSE
she was mine and i was hers and hers for the taking