Gone Muse

My muse has gone away.
Leaving me to say:
I miss her whispered touch
On what had meant so much;
I miss her kiss of proof
On what I thought was truth;
But, most of all I miss
How she healed blame with bliss.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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July 10, 2016 at 11:01 PM
HOPE YOUR MUSE WILL RETURN, JERRELL...SKAT
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June 30, 2016 at 12:51 AM
As one that has lost my muse so often, I can assure you that they do come back. More often or not when least expected. Mine will get triggered by a phrase or random occurrence. Have a look under the pillow : )
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