Arielle

Dark cursor on the blank screen
One night, one week, one month, three

So long been silent
So long felt the stillness sickly sweet
And the voice bursting to come out
Anything bursting to come out
Express, experience, explode

Takes a little drama
Takes a little stress
And the words begin to flow again
Somewhere, from nowhere
They return

Happy tears, a joyous reconnection
An old friend is back to stay.
Muse stretches her wings
“Welcome back, my darling,
I have missed you so.”