Lover, got the muse in a cage
she's in the corner in a rage
mister, I hunted her down
she didn't want to be found
she knew you better than I did
no wonder she hid, amid
words I shouldn't have used
or wasted, our efforts abused
some say romance was wasted
your loss, now you've tasted
she rattles on under the lights
"wasted daze & wasted knights"

(c) 2009 Rennie Lorca