a muse must stand untouchable,within finger´s reach.
behind the smoke of impossible longing.
letting me write them beautiful with my sincerest intentions of love.
feeding me exquisite pain, with each gesture of gentle indifference.
a muse gives only their existence, no less, no more.
suffer this knowledge productively.
a muse injects poetry in short spurts, slicing apart stories with razorwire needles.
which only true love can reassemble.
taken from. (link)
you inspire me to write. to live and love.
i was upon the cliff of what remained. of a life underwhelmed of faith.
and overwhelmed of pain. i love how you can enjoy my silent company.
so many expect me to speak. so many expect me to do. but when i am by you.
i can be me.
you inpsire me to dream. of what is and will be. i am upon the precipice of who i am.
an erudite. a romantic classic example of an eccentric. you are my muse.
i paint the pages of the books of thought, with images of your smiles and laughs.
the sound of your inquiry. inquiry into the depth of complexity. care for the established order.
i show you what i know. because it is all I have. you are my muse. you inspire me to be.
exactly who I am.
taken from. (link)
AND LASTLY!
MUSE which includes...
- Matt Bell (name your cat that!)
- Chris Wols (name your sheep that?)
- Dom How (name your dog that, prolly a german shepherd?)
- Morgan Nic (name your bear that! i think?)
and the rest of their crew rocks!
dont get me wrong. no im not criticising my favourite band. i love them as much as you do.
im just bored. and my name is radi. you should name your cat that too! :)
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