You are
my muse,
you know?

Your leaving created a void
that only writing can fill.

And so I write
more than ever,
straight from the heart,
because that’s where the void is.

All those things
I never told you,
only writing
can set them free.

And so I write
more than ever,
straight from the heart,
because that’s where these things sit.

The cocktail of feelings
you offered me
and I gladly drank,
all at once,
only writing
can express its effects.

And so I write
more than ever,
straight from the heart,
because that’s where this cocktail works
its intoxicating magic.

You are
my muse,
you know?

I write
because of you,
your presence,
your absence,
your appearance,
your disappearance
and all the spaces
in between.

This confusing interplay,
this foreign dance,
this wicked game -
it makes me feel,
it makes me ache,
it makes me write.

So thank you,
my dear,
my love,
my heart,
my muse.

My soul is on a journey. My mind follows along. My fingers transform their findings into words. This is Soul to Screen Poetry. instagram.com/soultoscreen.poetry