muse. (to all the people, places and things in my atmosphere that guides and inspires my air......thank you)

you give and i receive
i can't breathe if you don't beat
like parallel souls parallel rhythms parallel minds
we must've been sistas in another lifetime.

like my writing spar
i catch when you throw
sending me back to the drawing board
to write and re-formulate my verbs and adverbs
word.

waxing pen to paper
the only instruments i abuse
like a metaphor and simile fuse
you must've been the tenth daughter of Mnemosyne and Zeus
muse.

closing my eyes (to see you)
closing my mind (just to hear you)
hoping that you're listening too
to my inspirational yet contradictive blues.

i am learning through you.

you are....
bringing the game higher
making spoken word flyer, sista you're
making me step up to your plane
thinking, dreaming, believing, we're one and the same
i will continue to grow, i will forever listen to your sound
for your are the lyrics, words and music in my songs.

thank you.