Muse Day

My only holiday

Photo by Luis Francisco Pizarro Ruiz on Pixabay

Moonlights are the most intense
My muse is awake on the Moon
Sending me her love and her words
Giving me a hand throughout the night
There’s always some red around her French
Je t’aime comme le rouge dans mon coeur*
Laced between her words and her sounds
Enveloping me like her blood-red scarf
To be in love with my muse
Is like a night without a day behind
Days are used to prepare for her smile
Lighting the sky after…