For My Muse

For My Muse

Let me love you a little longer 

Let’s steal moments from the universe, 

 elude the desolation of this supposed reality 

and keep you in my temple.

Let me love you with clay and color. 

I want to see you again with my hands 

From a quiet contemplation.

Sculpt those brows 

where I have kissed you 

a thousand times.

Let me break the mirror of foggy desire 

and see you as you are with brush strokes. 

Those lips that have whispered poetry

 in the hour of a sleepless night 

Let me see them with my mind’s eye

one more time. 

Let me marvel at your beauty and 

Stay in this infinity of you. 

 
 
 
 
 
 
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While drawing the self-portrait

While drawing the self-portrait

Then Arrange me and rearrange me
Right all the wrongs
I could think, sing, and hear
Hammer and chisel away all fragments called flesh and bone
Pin the soul to the pristine point of perfection.
Only then and there you might see
You are not looking at me
You are searching for your very own reflection.
 
 
 
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