Inseparable
She steals my sleep and invades my dreams;
she cannot be silenced.
Goddess or devil,
wise woman or ancient sage,
no journey is complete without her companion ship.
No rest will come;
no meal digests
until her insatiable cravings are appeased,
She passes through the dreamcatcher,
in a different disguise, each night.
She is a creative alarm,
awakening me,
so I can produce her meanderings,
upon the page or canvas.
Her interdimensional insight lifts my spirit.
Muse is a prideful shadow;
she never leaves me bored.
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