Some word play before bed

Inspiration blooms

Muse petals, heat rises insane

Thank you red lips

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Muse Petals

Pluck slowly, exposing inspiration
Patience build passion - pressure
expanding within.  Heart races with
anticipation.  Time speeds up and
everything fades to a blur -
except the Muse - eyes focused, locked...
movement becomes rhythm melting
into creation, melding into life,
forming from connection between
Artist and Muse. Both lie exposed.
naked upon canvas.

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