Muse Tracks
A muse meant,
words to me.
Filtered in sun
shadows undefined -
My muse sick,
of songs
he has yet
to hear.
I muse sing,
infatuations,
dreams & desires.
I muse to this;
into the wild mountains
in search of honey.
A muse sing,
to me? Never.
~Sabrina
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