You visit every once in a while,
Tickling my imagination,
Romanticizing my fantasies,
And teasing my lips.
I try to grab hold of you, make you stay, but I always lose my grip.
Slipped.
Gone.
Never mine.
My muse, forever.
Forever craving you,
Your mind,
Your love...
Forever, I'll chase you..
In my dreams.
My muse, forever.
Jun 2, 2014
Jun 2, 2014 at 11:31 PM UTC
You visit every once in a while,
Tickling my imagination,
Romanticizing my fantasies,
And teasing my lips.
I try to grab hold of you, make you stay, but I always lose my grip.
Slipped.
Gone.
Never mine.
My muse, forever.
Forever craving you,
Your mind,
Your love...
Forever, I'll chase you..
In my dreams.
My muse, forever.
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