The Secret Muse


The Secret Muse
I see her dance
I watch her fly
With wings of fire
Nothing but shy
I hold my breath
And steady my gaze
While her swift movements
Sets the floor ablaze
The heat keeps rising
But nothing I care
For this thing of beauty
Is seen but rare
I follow her trail
With nothing to lose
And she humbly continues
To be my muse
She knows my presence
She knows me too
Albeit continues to dance
Like a taboo
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Author: Danger_DX™

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