"Muse"






Even when she's getting ready for bed, with a scarf on her head.    

She’s beautiful.

With no makeup, so vulnerable,

Open to criticism. But none from me.

I just, honestly criticize the loveliness of her eyes.

No blush. But her cheeks turn rose-colored when I say;

"Your lips are so soft, if given the opportunity, I’d kiss those every day."



She never been this spoiled.

With words or with deeds.


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