Muse  

Let me bathe you, my muse, in waters warm
learn of the strength of your body and soul.
Let me sing you sweet songs, whisper dreams
caress and hold you in my softened arms.
Let me learn the forms of your face and mind,
your fearless approach to all the unknown.
Explore your skin with my fingertips.
Let me exist solely for your pleasure.

© 2006  Lisa