“Muse” She dances for me- just beyond my reach. In a sinful séance, igniting the raging flame… The rose weeps, when the vixen surfaces. Sparkling with madness; she sings of my seduction. Peeling away my powers- to discard within the fire; she holds me captive, and pleasures in my rise. Lifting the blindfold- from the landscape of my mind; she kneels before me, savoring the visions touch. Her hair as my reins; she gallops me to water- releasing me to drink, from the cool well of dreams… © Leon A. Walker – From my book “Equinox” redbubble/people/lawalker/works/3162825-muse
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