Tag Archives: muse

Offer your respect to coax a conversation with the unknown, exploring a thrill to find out if this is the right or wrong path.

Satisfy on a budget but contribute every part of yourself to understanding and reassuring you are really here and will continue to seek out the other.

Walk into empty and build a story others will approve of, unsure of reactions and the assignment of roles, but injecting enthusiasm and reaching out to inspire. Will anyone respond?

The process of preparation, skip some stages because another will remember, because they have to, because relying on another never works and only takes up previous time you can never get back.

Follow the steps for a thrill of satisfaction, achieving a moment of clarification, verification before the next list begins, returning to a purgatory of achievement until all is complete.

Rush for time which never changes, only the exertion and expectation to move and fill but enjoy and never admit we need the moment to stop.

Build a family but destroy another, tearing down manipulation and cementing acceptance with love, trust, devotion.

Feel the rhythm break and all security fade, a safety net you were never aware of gone for good with only emptiness left, nothing will come to fill it, good or bad.

Devote my life to a passion not mine and feel them drain more and more away. No more. Watch them flinch while I reveal hidden depths, scaring all around, even myself, but finally feeling like my true self is ready to say hello, to take on the world.