My Muse Sings A Song

She is my winged muse and light as a feather she does leap from the rocky cliff side I weep I'd follow her like Icarius did the sun any day No matter the way But, life did curse me for when I'll leap I'll be sure to sink like a stone Sink to the deaps Until I'll be left with out a loving breath She will not wait For if she did she'd never escape I'd only weigh her down Now I wander lonely as a cloud She is my winged muse and I was her cage She is free now and me I am only as good as the bird I keep...