The Muse
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I saw her standing there. Very attractive
Pulling all my attention, beams drawing me to her
Something was dreadfully wrong with what I saw!
There she was, too short, no she was tall, just right.
Only she was standing six inches into the floor.

I looked on in amazement, mouth open
My attention must have caught hers
She turned to me and smiled
She motioned me over and started to move
As I reached out for her, through the wall she went
She vanished before my eyes.

I heard her call longingly from outside
I ran to the window and there she was
Floating, ten feet above the ground
I heard her say, I’m not for you
But I’ll be your muse
I swallowed my pride

I smiled and said “thank you.”
The sun broke through
She was gone
Only this poem remained.

©2009 Carl Watts
by @Poet_Carl_Watts  #KnowledgeIsPower! #AwesomeTeam
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