Your Musings

Sleep beckons but I fear I'll go another round Of awakening to you,my dear The daily haunting commonly found Unsure as to why My pen draws inspiration From a place dead and dry Somebody rid me of these delusions! None of your written word Credits me for it's existence Over me they soared Your audio claims in the distance Dead or softly alive I remain unused as your inspiration Severed links between poems and I Of me, your art may never envision