WM ( / London, England.)

Portrait Of Calliope

Your'e an alchemy of stardust,
with science in your hair.
Your absence is a presence,
when I turn but your'e not there.
Your'e a ghost divine created.
You haunt in flickering light.
A mirage of timeless space,
that brings me sleepless nights.
My desires, they unfold in you,
as flowers in spring rain,
and without you.

I die each time.

Only to start again.

And so my muse,
tell me the truth,
but alas you cannot,
the closer I get to you.
The further we are
to part.

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Comments (3)

Lovely write. Very intellectual approach. Thank you, N.D.
A dash of first class imagery + a pinch of control + a smattering of Yeats = an instant classic. Wonderful. Hugs Anna xxx
this is an excellent tribute to inspiration....greatly penned...