Wisdom from a Muse
Tell her about her hair.
The way she waves it
As she turns her head
And looks at you with her eyes.
The way she uses them
To burn a hole through your heart
and tell her how there’s only one way
to get it started.
To feel the touch of her lips.
So full and luscious
And the thought of them touching your skin
sends a paralyzing chill up your spine.
A spine you would use to defend her
even if it cost you your own life.
Never allowing it to break in half
even if it was the weight of the world,
the world that is nothing without her.
The only reason that you live
Is because you know she’ll be there
and seeing her by your side
makes the world a jewel in the universe.
Oh wait a minute,
You’re just in the friend zone?
Move on and find someone else.
These words are too good for her.