Rhyme and Time and Harmony

If I am the poet, will you be my Muse?

I walked with nature tonight
I could hear her boot heels in time with my step

for the first time a real voice on the wind
I could see real arms pulling me in

If I am the poet, will you be my Muse?

there is a place inside of me
where I hide

so isolated from the world
mother nature won't you call me

reach out and touch me
embrace me
melt me

mother nature won't you love me

If I am the poet will you be my Muse?