New

My poetic musings for a night's boredom to dissolve
I am placing you somewhere in the stature of muse
since I hardly know more than one night of your energy
I can invent you into the embodiment of "mystery"
Channeling my lost electricity into the creative space
Where new life springs in shoots out of newly warmed earth
and the delicate green must be nurtured and attended
kind of like the seedlings of the newest of connections
My imagination is loose and so maybe running away
it does that when my body feels chained to time and space
so I will continue on the wholehearted notion that
pancakes taste better when shared together with
someone who cares about beauty in places others see as mundane