Erica Jong - The Muse Who Came to Stay lyrics

You are the first muse who came to stay. The others began & ended with a wish, or a glance or a kiss between stanzas; the others strode away in the pointed boots of their fear or were kicked out by the stiletto heels of mine, or merely padded away in bare feet when the ground was too hard or cold or as hot as white sand baked under the noonday sun. But you flew in on the wings of your smile, powered by the engine of your co*k, driven by your lonely pumping heart, rooted by your arteries to mine. We became a tree with a double apical point, reaching equally toward what some call heaven, singing in the wind with our branches, sharing the sap & syrup which makes the trunk grow thick. We are seeding the ground with poems & children. We are the stuff of books & new-grown forests. We are renewing the earth with our roots, the air with our pure oxygen songs, the nearby seas with leaves we lose only to grow the greener ones again. I used to leap from tree to tree, speaking glibly of Druids, thinking myself a latter-day dryad, or a wood nymph from the stony city, or some other chimerical creature, conjured in my cheating poet's heart. But now I stay, knowing the muse is mine, knowing no books will banish him & no off-key songs will drive him away. I being & begin; I whistle in & out of tune. If the ending is near, I do not think of it. If the drought comes, we will make our own rain. If the muse is grounded, I will make him fly, & if he falls, I will catch him in my arms until he flies with me again.