Lady Inspiration
Goddammit
Lady Inspiration
When she visits me
She is a seductress
I swear
She means to kill me
When she touches my shoulder
Puts her hand on my heart
Caresses my body with fingers light
Kisses me gently, forcefully
Holds me tightly
I know what I'm needed to do
Shivers run down my arms
My heart pounds
I start to sweat
Fervor to write what she commands of me
I listen only to her
The voice in my head
Rattling off the words
Through my fingers do they flow
My body is tense
Susceptible to harm
I am vulnerable
I am invincible
God
I feel so powerless
Hungry for this story
Needing to write this
Scared of the work
But loving every moment
I am at her knees
Begging for a visit
She ignores me when I need her
But then when I really don't
She shows up
Reminds me of my servitude
I was given this gift
I chose this life
A writer down to my blood
Boiling through creativity
I know my place among the stars
As her own little writer
With a smile and a touch
Gentle upon my shoulder
Until I don't listen to her
And then fire and brimstone
Don't even begin to describe
Her wrath
I can't fight against her
My Lady Inspiration
My one true love
The woman I will love to hate
Forever
I am hers
-Ella Hastings
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