My muse is dead

Fucking time with an iron knife she said
Alone, alone
My muse is finally dead
I don’ know where this honesty will lead
A sad  tears heart, a lonely mystery
 Idon’t know where you’ve gone my love
She said, I love  you though my love is surely dead…
My love is strong, but I cannot divine,
Where I must be, that  sure  you can surmise..
I’m much too sly, I can’t continue now….
I do love you, you know this muccc, and how,
I just receive these things in manner graced,
I’d love to see the sunlight on your face..
Mu muse must leave me now,
I have no choice
The sunlight laden beauty of your voice
Is but a memory now, so soon begone
I’d rather love you now, and soon be gone…
-Kimberly N. Hunt
02-2002