YOU-THE POET

At times 
My mind meanders 
Unbeknownst to me 
And in my thoughts 
Left unguarded 
For a moment 
You steal in.
Do you always stay close 
Waiting 
To gather me up 
Into your elysian dreams? 
It’s in these moments 
Of intense satiety 
That my ink bleeds 
All my longings 
Onto scraps of air 
Where you paint them 
With love 
Into my soulful poetry 
It’s you who writes 
My heart 
Upon blank sheets 
Of infinity 
You're the wonderful poet... 
It never was me! 

MS