An Amusing Find

I went and found myself a muse one revered in the ancient hymns, her presence small and spirit bright. I cannot refuse her slightest whims. I fell in love with what I found, she was far; yet, within my reach, it was the contact of that touch that bound my flesh and winsome speech. It wasn't conquest that I sought, just love, not war, this truth survives, my words that pageant throughout time complete surrender best describes. The words I write are slowly formed lettered by years of silent mind that listened deep and rarely spoke you now awoke with lessoned time.