10. Ode to Muse

 


10. Ode to Muse

              By JH Sayyar

1
O Muse, come back visiting; Tigris and Gibon
I need you, without delay, reach in my closet,
Many visions in my mind, Come I moan!
My eyes cannot see images, eyes are wet,
Just phantoms! Soft desires or willful trends,
Rebellious promises or newly born desires
Appear under word-veil, duck can be seen,
Oath-light, and sighs, no smoke without fire
Something wrong, will looks through eyes, friends,
Wisdom peeps through words; a child apprehends
Heart burns with moan, my Lady what does it mean?

2
Take me like a spook to my Lady’s room,
Exposes a living style, make up; a love hope
Style her secret will, Cupid eyes, peeping gloom,
Her see-through dresses, her cute body mop,
Her wrinkled shirt, trousers and night gown,
Dark rooms, daily food supply, fingers’ rings
A beauty box making cute, in the dim light,
A breasts’ touching bed, sit on the Muse wings,
I awake her softly; sleeping upsides down,
Glowing cheeks spread rays, like Norway s town,
I lullaby her; awakes feeling my hands delight


3
Change me into a notion to enter in her heart,
O Muse while napping, I read her wishes with calm,
I taste her in lone, her eyes sweet and red lips tart,
Her Cupid eyes, and my manly touching palm,
Her delicate fingers holding pizza in a plate
Her tall body, like a Cedar, her rays phony
Onion, tomato, chilly ginger enhance pizza grace,
Erotic eyes inspire mood; thighs increasing weight
Back smart, eyes wild, and soft thighs, bony,
More cute she looks; on the head a love pony,
Tell me  the secrets, her sincerity and kind love base

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