muse?

..............muse?   he sat across from me with laughing eyes that questioned the world behind that curtain of lashes his full lips were moistened by the tip of his tongue begging me to reach out with own but he was forbidden flesh and as these thoughts swirled through my mind i couldnt help but blush i wanted to give him everything every fiber of my being my psyche my mind my soul so he could keep it in his pocket with my crushed words on old napkins but this is just make belive. and he is but a muse..