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Fictional Muses What would you say
If I told you that I asked
My runes and my cards
That I asked the Universe
To show me my soul mate
And I saw your silhouette.
I tried to see more clearly
And took 3 steps in each direction.
West, East, South you faded.
But North the image was clearer,
Like lights in a fog, or a
Radio station coming into tune.
What would you say if
I dared to ever tell you
I asked the universe for love
And it led me straight to you?
You'd tell me it's wrong.
That you bring misery
That you want to die
To save people more loss.
That you're a zombie
And a freak, rather than
The delicate boy I see.
You'd tell me you're
Worthless, and bad.
A Ne'er-do-well.
But those are His words
Branded into your back.
Beaten into your soul.
I would tell you you're lovely.
Worth loving, and so kind.
That I want to kiss
And cuddle your marks
Until they fade from both
Memory and Flesh.
But I'd hate hate hate
To frighten you away
With unaccustomed touch.
By coming on too strong,
And being too physical.
So for now I'll just stay close
To where your image is clearest
Because you are more-than-worth
Every second of waiting,
Every moment of wanting.
And most people never
Ever get to touch
The north star anyway.
