Muse

Grasp her hand tightly,

Come to her dream.

Love is almighty,

Ties are unseen.

Neither sweet fragrance,

Now summer nights

Can bring the balance

Without your eyes.

Drowning in blueness,

Wanting to scream,

Completely clueless

She's taking a fleam

. Maybe for healing,

Maybe for a death.

Love is a killer

For those the obsessed .

Neither the outer, nor inner world

Gives sense to living

When you don't play a chord.

She's a musician, you are her Muse

She has envisioned,

you have to choose.

Choose what this love is,

Hold her tonight.

Until the dawn rays awaken light...