Muse

I cannot be your muse

I will not sit on a pedestal

if you could see how ugly

everything looks from up there

you  would not think to ask

 

I want to hold your hand

and match my stride to yours

this way I can look into your eyes

and kissing you

will be more comfortable, too

 

let us be partners

in everything we do

I promise not to bend my will to yours

but if you ask me nicely

I will accomodate where I can

 

please don’t worship me

you will be so disappointed when you find

I am human

and perfection

will never be mine

 

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