My Melodious Muse

** I apologize, but if you're viewing this on a phone, it probably wont look right, as the browser page on a phone is not wide enough to indent the right edge properly. It was designed on a laptop and should appear correctly if viewed on your pc. Thanks!. ** __________________________________________________________ Sensitively I hold YOU [ in my arms so very ] tenderly, as [ if an extension from ] my very own [ being the supple and ] lithe form of your body, my muse. I am as a kid again- alive with the glows of being in the midst of your so sweet and m elodious c om pa ny as free and com pletely joyous as I h a ve ever been in my whole entire existence 'til now - totally drenched in plenitude. So whenever I'm joined in your aspect, all the soft curves of your fine torso r e sonate with m y thoughtful intents and wild imaginings. You are naught with -out my deft caress, and I, empty and incomplete without you, yet together we create a harmony, pure, the articulation of sublime revelation ... an utterance of divine, inspired creativity, a dance of improvisation and revel -ry, melodic wonderment, unified and concise. We endeavor to find our em -pyreal song, to thus be- come one, stealing silence, lulls. I gently caress your neck with resolve, manipu- late you with my dutiful and competent hands, each fin- ger with its own very resolute course, attending your whispers with appreciation, and longing to hear the moans and sighs of your sweet voice and affect... the coy result of our purposeful, energetic joinings, are your soulful, rare and resonating arias - the final and fitting example of all we realize in each other.. all we create in our requisite energies. I remember back to the very first time that we met, you with your brightly colored trap- pings and shiny baubles, the strength of your supple shape rippling with lines of poetic perfection, you took my very breath away! Oh, I had seen others of your ilk been with others who spoke with similar lilt, but none that pulled the breath instantly from my lungs, none who made me qui -ver with anticipation, to touch you, run my hands over your ample con -tours, to hear you whisper a sultry voice to the tympans of my ears - such ecstasy I imagined ... and ecstasy it WAS! I had watched you from afar for so long ... dreaming, never really expecting you'd ever be mine, but that day I fin- ally knew - knew I'd hold you, touch you, love you, make YOU tremble, the way you had me! I would finally get to inhale the sweet, earthy fragrance of your so- smooth, unblemished flesh, finally know the completeness and exquisite joys of cradling you in my arms! And oh the beautiful things we have realized and done together ... what incredible music we have made! Our spirits always united as one, moving, sighing, creating every sublimated harmonic expression that we can imagine, and always together, always joined by a magic thus unequaled, always bound by the song of life, and the voice of the heavens! You shall be mine forever, my Sweet Lady, and I mean to hold you and love you until both of us can sing no more! Until the very skies no longer can vibrate with the musings of nature - until the weep of the even's clouds dries up and turns to dust ... until the roaring beat of thunder no longer shakes the ground ... until the gods themselves wipe the constellations from the sky - this I pledge to you, my love and my agency of art, my guitar. August 24, 2018