It was a dark alley
with no apparent end
and I wasn’t certain
how I came to be here.
Actually I was.
I followed her
into the alley,
followed the promise
of light she made.
I do tend to follow her
not for her beauty
though she can show that
when she chooses,
but because I need
to release the words
pent-up within
and my Muse
demands I do it
for her.