musings

find me a muse
happiness.
you would know
where to look.
perhaps the nooks,
those secret crevices
you have found
in our perpetual
hide and seek.
or that dimpled smile
on a darling face
that shines out 
of a memory every day.
day after day.
or the crimsoned horizon
lost forever 
once more 
in another dusk.
maybe leaf through
that yellowed book of poems
to find her laughing
in an august company.

my muse.She rests
in the deepest gorges 
of my bloodied heart.
sunken.exhausted.gashed.
let Her sleep.for some time.
its been long.

meanwhile, i was hoping
you could find someone.
and i know 
with a novice like you,
its risky.
but i trust you.to do justice.
dont disappoint me
my dear.
or you will wake Her up.