Hey Muse, watcha doin' tonight?
Are you alone again?
It breaks my heart to watch you walk away
You're my favorite inspiration
And you don't even try
I love the way you make me laugh
You say it's your favorite sound
I'll never forget the way you held me
The night the world fell down
Your arms are strong and your shoulder is stained with my tears
But it seems like I'm always watching you walk away
Oh, come on, Muse, please stay
Just sit with me on the dock by the water
For maybe an hour, no more
Tell me a story you heard today
And let me watch
As the light and laughter in your eyes
Changes to a distant sorrow
Tell me about your Daddy, 'bout the times before he changed
Promise to take me away
To the places he once took you, when things were still okay
Times before you had to walk away
And don't forget me, Muse,
'Cause I hold your secret
I know what you're afraid of- I saw it in your eyes
Once upon a time
And you told me not to tell
So I won't
You're my irrational sensibility
You're overprotective, with a devil-may-care confidence
And blue eyes that look like sea glass and hold the secrets of the world
You look like you stepped out of my notebook
And into my life
Which is right where you belong
Don't let the story end, though
Don't walk away again.
There are people who love you, Muse.
They want you.
They need you.
Don't walk away.
A/N: I put this one down as 'in-progress' because I could just go on forever about my Muse. Some people are just like that. And doesn't it just figure, that the one we want to immoralize in literature is the one that just refuses to be written down? Anyway... I digress.
Don't bother trying to guess who my Muse is... You're sure to be wrong. ; )
Oh, and one more thing. This did look really cool with the spacing indented at all the right places... But I can't figure out how to do that... So I give up.