Only the Brave: #AMuseD #MuseWeasel

I wrote sooooo many poems...i mean my pen was in full throttle motion !!!! I can't believe how much I wrote...he became my ONLY muse to a point that when it was all over and done with, I couldn't write ANYTHING...its been a long journey back to moving my pen for poetry....we are still somewhat estranged so to speak....

I remember i printed fifty something poems  and took them to New York with me to figure out how to put it in a book....and for a minute, I titled the book "Only the Brave"......

and this was one of the pieces....idk how I could have driven for so long on the sidewalk....cars belong on the street and this dude had made a left turn at Albuquerque many moons prior to the day I accepted the memo.

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"U allude me like night shadows awakened thru room lights turning on....

U string me like beans, drying after the wash

I'm breezing back and forth for your pendulum. ...

U leave me

Like unexpected periods, returning to their cubicles. . .

How long we gonna dance under cherry moons with no clothes and pretend we don't like being exposed. ...

I'd give u my secrets if u asked for one....

But u withhold u r shine when I beg for a peak of the sun....

This the kind of black magic I've been warned against playing with...

And still i stand here

Alluded

and impatiently waiting."

...smh. So gone.

#AMuseD #MuseWeasel