Show Me your Muse

Show me your muse.

Show me your untamed.

Show me your unbroken.

Expose your heart through rose colored glasses,

then allow your darkness to spill upon my lap.

I want war stories told by your scars and love stories just the same.

I'll show you my wounds if you show me yours.

Painted upon our skin, like stretch marks from all of the places we've grown.

Lay your wild like a blanket across the bright green grass, I will bring snacks and braid flowers into our hair.

Please, leave your manners at home and reveal the parts of you that some would call messy and I will rename them "bold."

Show me your joy.

Show me your raw.

Show me your muse.