A muse

with lips of jaguar and rose

eyes of moonlit night

and deep as star starfilled darkness

i seek a muse

to inspire

to arouse

one that will bring out

the scent that hides

within me

that smoldering

scent of living dreams

i seek a muse

but not a doll, a princess

i seek a warrior

able to scale the walls that

surround my deepest sighs

dive into the darkness

at the center of my soul

not to fight my demons

but rather help me

find them

that i may battle in turn

i seek a muse

whom i can

make laugh

whose skin i can kindle

with my lashes