She’d wondered how it/
could be to be someone’s Muse./
She felt it tonight.
OR
She’d often wondered/
how it would feel to be a/
Muse to someone. Done.
Tag Archives: tonight
5:23 a.m. Moonochrome: Revolutionary ImproVerse Rhyming Haiku
I spied her tonight/
Hovering over a white/
And black frozen site.