Muse where art thou my beloved muse

Such cruelty to leave me dry and brittle lacking all creativity

Daily you fed me inspiration

From the fountain of your mystique, your enigmatic presence prevails

Calls to my soul write for this night for each day you grow old

Celebrate your magnificent influence in my life

Take solace in the knowledge of your completing my life 

You were the sweetest of lovers

The spirit of truth 

My love, my dear my fountain of youth~

Muse you may go if you must

Another muse will come along shortly in this you can trust~

Not for reproduction~