I swim in the glimmers on the rivers muse <br />There I muse of love and love muse of me <br />In muse is ecstasy <br />my muse is free. <br />I lay by the brook, the muse's brook <br />And thirsty, I get up, to get a little drink <br />When I look, I see, I think <br />A beautiful Muse and my heart is shook <br />I dwell in a soul, a soulful muse <br />And to its harmony my soul withdrew <br />To the trumpets of muse the song of blue <br />My soul a muse, I always knew <br />I smell the odor, of muse's incense <br />In its torpor my body sleeps in my soul <br />And I smoke the smoke of muse intense <br />I laugh at myself amusingly droll <br />With my muse's nymphs we love in Hellas <br />Naked and free in the republic <br />Of beauty and art of love's Bellas <br />We love to we're entirely love sick. <br />My muse is free from the Devil's temptation <br />My Muse is free from God's judgment <br />My Muse is my only wordly nation <br />My Muse is a dream, I live, I lament<br /><br />Kevin Michael Murphy<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-muse-is-free/
