arctic sunrise

should i feel jealous ?
she asks

she is by far your muse
and sparks your fuse

you come to me full of primal splurge
but turn to her to fill a spiritual urge

i to you am the lives of mice and men
she angels and jubilant elves

with me you make love
with her you are love
you become it
you transform in to
a shameless, radiant being
of exalted order

with me everyone sees us
with her you are untraceable trails
inevident..........ghostly and divine

she is your arctic sunrise
i your decadent Mediterranean night

we complete you
we together have created an ageless opus
the saintly lover and the consummate hedonist

i will not allow myself to be jealous
i am one third of this brilliance