apology for the thief

I had
inside me
the love
and beauty
to gift you
with
twisted and
delightful verse.

but my Muse,
that
lovely
embodiment of Grace,
and spiritual
height,
demanded
tribute.
(or maybe I
offered -freely?)

you should know,
that I have
a Huge crush
on her.
(she’s so damn fine)

so all you get
is this
ode,
to her:

the poem thief