Where Is My Muse?

A restless night    
   
A hot Summer sweat    
   
I dreamed you came to my door    
   
I would not let you in    
   
You rang and banged    
   
Like the wolf in fairytales
   
Huffing and puffing    
   
You blew my house in    
   
And I thought    
   
My what big lungs you have    
   
"All the better to read you poems with my dear"    
   
Was your sly reply    
   
Then from under your hood of red    
   
You read and read and read and read    
   
Poetry of love and some of death    
   
You read some poems I could not hear    
   
Or was it the silence of my fear?    
   
Though words swirled 'round the bed we lay  
   
My voice was silent to make you stay    
   
And no more poems flowed from my pen    
   
For stopping you would mean the end    
   
Then once again I would be alone    
   
Until your soothing voice came to my phone    
   
To caress my ear and touch my heart    
   
With tender kisses blown in erotic art  
   
My passion for you feels like a sin    
   
Within a locket sealed to lock it in    
   
Release my verse and hear it sing  
   
Until the call is made there is no ring    
   
Who is my lover telling on the phone  
   
Where is my muse, she hides alone    
   
Fly back to me on feathered wings    
   
Paint me with the ink a poem brings