I am your Muse,
And you are My faithful shadow,
Tracing My every step,
And worshipping each morsel of Earth that is graced by,
The mortal Aphrodite who came waltzing out of your dreams,
Entrailing carnations all the way,
To enlighten your world with my gaze,
And grant purpose to your every breath.
I embody love poems,
Enshrined in the secrecy of tattered notebooks--
Inked in your finest blood and tears,
Enthroned upon your cluttered desk.
Each letter, penned,
To alleviate the burning languor,
Of a life without My presence.In the far corner,
A half-full bottle of vodka waits to pacify,
The ebb and flow of your emotions,
With torrid waves of nostalgia and ignorant bliss,
That crash upon the jagged shores of your mind,
Because most nights, you drink to Me.
I am the brightest star on your horizon,
That cosmic sparkle in your eye,
Which compels your gaze and enlivens the sky,
With My brilliant beauty.
Beholding such sterling splendor, you struggle to fathom,
How I could possibly manage to exist.
You sigh as you pour another drink to Me,
But in the aftermath of your drunken torpor,
You’ll awaken to the sight of the bleeding heart bouquet,
That you almost had the nerve to (anonymously) mail to Me.
As you wander the cobwebbed corridors of your heart,
Lost like you are when you,
Recall the luminous wilderness in My eyes,
And summon the phantomess of My memory.
She speaks in banshee cries that sound like your voice,
As you sigh a wordless toast to Me,
And to another lonesome night,
Of chasing your liquor with cyanide.
As you scavenge the stardust in My urn,
To intertwine yourself with whatever remnants of My Being,
That may have survived the great schism of our realities,
But once again, I’ve ascended unto higher heavens,
Too far away to grasp,
And far too near to forget.
As you watch me shining in the sky,
Know that I shall dwell there for the remainder of eternity.
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