She’s got diamonds in her eyes,
she glistens and shines.

Through the night I don’t
need the light for she shines
for me.

Like a candle in the window,
she’s the stars to my sky’s.
We travel far and wide on
the wings of our imagination
and we fly like smoke upon
the night air on strings of
poetry.

She brings me my muse,
ideas abound as the moon
smiles upon the night my
heart swoons with gay poetic
delight.

Poetry is her name, she’s my
muse and inspiration. In the
depths of my lonely nights
we fly together and I forget
I am alone.

Poetry follows me everywhere
I go, like a shadowed muse.

©️ 2022 By Amanda Shelton