My Muse is so beautiful and slender.
And I love writing poetry to send her.
Then in cyberspace post each loving rhyme
hoping she will read them every time.

Each night I pray that she will come to me
and fill my dreaming hours with ecstasy.
Then in the morning I wake up to find
verses of poetry flooding my mind.

She’s my virtual mistress of desire,
the woman that I fancy and admire.
Beauty personified and goddess divine,
love is incarnate in this Muse of mine.