My Muse

I love your dimples, joyful grace on your smiles
It stole my stare each time I looked at your face,

Night falls herald day’s end and our retirement
But for the Sun’s slumber we gladly wait
Evening is timid, passing through the horizon,
The setting sun took her gold from morning

There’s a fire made for you and me,
A mat, some biscuits and honey,
There’s my rhymes waiting for your muse
And songs to wish away the day’s stress-
Jack Sparrow, Caribbean pirates,
Sinbad’s Seven seas, queer beasts!
Or do you prefer my tale of the Giraffe,
And how she ate the Moon half?
How lucky we are to lay by the fireside
Under the glare and applause of Stars and fireflies
With sweet fragrance of mother Nature-
Teach me how to love you, fine Creature

Now I am in love with your pretty soul

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Images by Iveren Tor, my friend.

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