The muse
slides behind
the breath
the sigh
the parting glance
perchance,
that I might
reach forward
spill its contents
within my hand
and ponder
its edges
its contents
straight lines
and essence
I want to breathe it all in.
I want to touch
the moon
the air
the sweltering heat
of an July afternoon
I want to taste
the sky
your dreams
the silken strands
of cotton candy
I want to hear
the sun set
the shriek of gulls
and settle in the sounds
of your familiar laugh
for I cannot help
be amused
intoxicated
and similarly
confused
by the muse
and all its contents.
(c) Sumyanna 2016
Written for The Daily Post Prompt: Muse
Sumyanna Writes 
Yet another beautiful photo along with moving words 🌹
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Thank you so very much!
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Reblogged this on Writing Wings For You and commented:
I love all the sensory images in this and I especially love that it provokes me to write. Namaste
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So glad it did 🙂 Thank you!
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Beautifully done
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Thank you very much.
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beautifully written Sum…love it ..love hugs
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Thankful Seema. Thank you for stopping by. 🙂 Hope you are having a beautiful day.
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I love this poem and the name of your blog. I enjoy allowing inspiration to find me. It’s really everywhere when looking through a lens of love.
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Thank you very much. I do believe exactly the same thing – much beauty to find, just must adjust your view sometimes 🙂
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