Muse

I’ve spent days,

Wanting to write about you.

Staring at the screen,

Words refusing to crawl out of my finger tips,

And on to the keyboard,

Like spiders,

Invading the keys,

The way you’ve invaded my mind.

Your name,

Wandering into every thought,

Your face,

Injected into dreams.

And I can’t stop thinking about how it would feel,

If you touched me.

Fingers sliding across my skin,

Until I’m covered in goosebumps.

I want your breath to caress my neck,

While your hips find my hips.

I want to bend to your will,

And give you every inch of my body.

I want to fall asleep naked next to you,

Night after night.

And I want to write about you,

Every time my muse wakes up.

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