My Muse
My muse is once again alive and well
She lives within and keeps me calm and clear
One day my muse will once again appear
In body, then I will escape this hell
Which plagues me every single day I live
My so-called life that I could do without
To touch the sweet surrender of her mouth
And there is nothing that I would not give
To be with her and have her by my side
To walk with her and hold her hand in mine
To show my love could stand the test of time
And throw away my reasons left to hide
In me she breathes; in me she lives her life
One day she'll wake; one day she'll be my wife