My Muse

His lips are a delicacy,
fragile & sweet
His eyes tell tales
some personal & deep
His body is a machine,
built sturdy & strong
His voice is a symphony,
Playin my favourite songs

I don't kno him that well
He doesn't kno me at all
And yet there's something about him
compelling me to fall

He has awoken feelings inside of me
That I thought were no longer there
He has unlocked a part of me
that's vulnerable & sincere
He has me thinking irrational thoughts
& wishing for impossible things
He has me waiting by my phone
Sending smileys & winks

I don't know what to call him
He says he'll be my muse
I wasn't sure what that meant
He says something I could use

I can use him in a good way
To call out my inner strength
He'll be my inspiration
When my energy is all spent

He asked about my feelings
& I told him a lie
It's not within our dealings
Emotions are a blight

Our conversations are amusing
Delightful, to say the least
It's hard to think of losing
What's not even yours to keep