I find you In the strangest places Like In between the freckles of her nose - Curled up to sleep in the nooks and crannies of a bittersweet melody Dipping your toes In pools of sound - Or Shapeless, clinging To skin bathed in light - You drip Letter after letter Into the palm of my hand As blue skies melt to blackness - Sometimes You sit, cross-legged, peaceful Up to your neck in rippling whiteness I can tell you've been Waiting Until a too-long stare brought you to life - Yet You crumble when I reach for you A beautiful mess Your inspiration drifts soundlessly down Glowing embers At my feet - You leak in measured counts From melancholy eyes - I breath your colors Your impassioned purples The anguish in your orange vibrations - You reach through the crack of my window Stardust in your amber hair My muse Rock me to sleep With lullabies of the mind - You swallow me, in silence Stare at me through the eyes of my lover Whisper secrets When the wind holds its breath - You wrap your feathered arms Around all that exists And bring it to the edge Of a kiss But just For a moment
When I struggle with my writing, it always comes back to little things that inspire me