.
To the Muse Mark
Barrett
I turn quickly and squint into the darkness but you have disappeared within the shadows. Inside pale shvers of moonlight I
see brief, quivering
just in
All
movements among
calm again inside
is
the trees and look,
time to see nothing dart behind a thick-skinned oak.
watching and waiting.
my head as
I sit,
.
There! Just I
beyond the
could swear
I
tree break,
saw the ambient waves of grain moving
to the
rhythm of a body breaking through the
Was
you?
it
You need not for
even
now
as easily as
and
I
taste
I
flee, I
my heart my head in my hands
hold you in
hold
you
(bittersweet)
as readily as the tears that
run down
my face.
The night and day both disappear when you Your eyes eclipse the sun and the moon. Blinded by your beauty and grace, I
rye.
direct
stumble along in the darkness
searching for the path that will lead
me back to
you.
Indeed, I
live in
until
perpetual night
you return
to be
my sun,
you could cut through the shadows surround my heart.
for only
that
Why does the centrifugal force of your heart draw mine into its orbit? Only you know why I chase shadows and demons and see reflections of your face in the moonlight. Only you know why I
dedicate this to you.
To the muse: You chose me,
I
did not choose you.
your gaze upon me.
