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my muse
has eyes of jade & bronze
raven hair with crimson steel
she is a deep thrumming vibration
to which i'm undeniably drawn

if you saw her, you would understand
how much of her is behind the scenes

if you saw her you would see
how much is all there
the little girl and
the amused goddess

my muse has a mind like a shark's fin
cutting easily through this deep blue
a hint of the man-eating grin beneath

if you saw her you would ski
upon the pale cream of her skin
and happily count the freckles
she tries to hide

her heart is a waltz of shadows
and dappling light
but beyond these words
she is the woman
that drives me to infinite distraction