Lost Muse

The day that I can write again
Is the moment I know I'm in love again.
Facing tragedy after tragedy,
Heartbreak and pain,
unrequited admiration and
Lost hopes and faiths...
May this be it all over
Has the wicked past turned
A good light and come again
For its second forth coming?

The minute my muse awakens
and administers a kiss on the
Restless fingers to kill the quiet death,
is when I know that
My soul craves the touch of the man
That has brought me back to the
Emotions I abandoned so long ago.
With all the boys and their false soves
And secret desires.
The second my world stops in the path
Of the one who gives me a sense of worth,
Sensation,
Life,
and well being...
I'll know, just maybe,
I was ment to love...

Author notes

I was on a mental block for around two years. Nothing I put out seemed right, it was all wrong, nothing clashed. I met someone and now it all seems to run together again. I just don't know if I can be with him like I would like to. It's not a complicated ordeal and it's not anything to do with my parents. I am in a relationship that I want out of but there's nothing wrong with the one I am with. I need some foresight. I think if I leave the one I am with I will make a mistake but if I stay with him then it's a mistake as well. I am stuck in a world of two great men and don't know which road to take. I'm lost... but my muse is back!