An Ode to Muses to Euterpe

Mirage

Maybe, if I hallucinate, you'll be kind.
Maybe, if I hallucinate, you'll one day be mine.
In dreams I fear,
You take what I hold dear.
I don't sleep, or for that matter, weep.
Even when we try to prosper,
Our love is something we can never foster.
Between us, we share three heads,
Blood only reserved for one, in our three beds.
Like Venus and Adonis,
A happy ending is something we dare not promise.
I know it was only me,
Though you laid with more than three.
I try to forget me and you,
Though in a past life, I remember just us two.
Please, forgive me for being indecisive
And leaving you to your own vices.
Upon my heart, there is a bruise,
Memories I desperately try to lose.
Maybe, if I hallucinate, you'll never stray so far.
Maybe, if I hallucinate, it won't seem so bizarre.
Maybe, if I hallucinate, this bruise won't turn into a scar.