I like your mind, and you have a beautiful heart.

It excites my soul that your life, is art.

What is the purpose of a muse?

To inspire?

To challenge?

To confuse.

What enlightens you?

What you're fed on the news?

What you learn from your crew?

Or the things that you do?

These experiences, anew.

Love is not mutually exclusive.

To let go of ego, to trust, is elusive.

I love you enough to set you free.

Because you are you,

And I am me,

If time and fate allow,

Maybe, one day...

There could be a we. 

Copyright, Kaycee Phillips 2017