Breathless words flow
Among the static on my telephone
Your voice
Grinding the arteries of the heart
Commanding my attention
For your tales
The tone of the words
Is dark and mysterious
As is your life
You inspire me
While you thrive in my veins
You are the darkness on the moon
The light on the lake
Your smell is the orange blossoms of spring
The song of the coyotes in the hills
And the peace of a Sunday morning
To you I give my art
My life and my passion
In turn you give my art life
Glowing with auburn passion
Etched with a timeless charm
You have brought me hope
Taught me love
Shown me friendship
Given me inspiration
Then reminded me of patience
So tonight
As I embrace your next call
My heart & Soul open to you
You are my truth
My Muse
(c) 2008 Joel M. Andre