there is no where to hide when
under pale moon light
and when rolling in the deep
there are no lies, no falsities
for you can see right through me,
and I through you
like a kitten with a spool of thread
you spark my heart evermore
with your little quirks, and comments,
your opinions, and open ended topics
oh and yet, you're a marvelously beautiful creature,
with your flawless curvatures, and features
you're darling, just darling
all the way around, inside and out
and when laying next to you,
as you run your fingers through my hair
not a single worry bothers my pretty little head,
not a single care
oh, so long as you're there...
An ode to an old muse of mine
