Vows Of Poet And Muse

 Sometimes it's the branches stripped of summer's dress

Sometimes it is twilight's soft-flushed farewell-ness

Sometimes, it's a Friday full of love's to-dos

 That kindles the fire twixt Poet and Muse

Don’t be shy,

Ah, you and I

Yes, we make

Quite a pair

To others I am

Just a woman

You

Are simply air

But

Between us

There's a rush

That no one else

Can see

I am just a woman

You are

Almost

Poetry

So,

Don’t be shy

For you and I

Live, breathe, move

Heart to heart

For worse or better

We are wed

Until death

Us do part

© Janet Martin

Our (Muse and I) Friday-treat after the last kiddo is gone;
Fresh ground beans and a late-day cuppa joe

Happy whatever-you're doing!

I'm/we're😉 making applesauce
 (after coffee😋)