More Than A Muse

There's a girl I know with a smile so soft 

it drives the clouds wild with envy.

She is the blue of the sky 

and the shimmer of the ocean;

A crystal clear gem with unknown properties.

Her words danced with grace and

the melodies she sang dripped like honey

from her lips.

The tips of her fingers grazing the

strings of her guitar as

she sits there, clueless of the charm

and artistry she exudes.

The raging  storm behind her eyes, only

calming when they cross mine;

but piercing straight

into the depths of my heart.

She is the muse of none, but herself.

//s.a.m//