The missing muse

never titled a piece pre it was writ
so i thought id give it go
the plan is simple to divulge a bit
just seed it let it grow

with warmth and water parchment and quill
ill empty out the pail
that contains the magic the gray mass mush
accepting I may fail

today i thought about a friend of mine
a  million miles away
ok maybe not quite that far
but still in the southern u s a

someone who accepted and inspired me
re-fired up my brain
unblocked the path from head to heart
which took away the pain

seen the smut for what it was
just escapist fantasy
wrote dirtier sluttier and smuttier
and damn it is a she

we reconnected via text
as i was cleaning up my phone
i do not know how this will go
just tossin out a bone

i have hope and i do pray
that she returns to the fold
to inspire others as she has me
with prose of purest gold

whether it be true or just a tale
to be fully free to just be
is a gift to not be underused
a bottled message in the sea