"Let the smoke in the room..."

Its true Ive left this untouched for too long but theres nothing left to move me. It's seems that I have lost my muse, whatever it may have been. I don't desire to write now, is it that important? Who reads this??? No one. Course it doesnt matter, it's for me and it always has been.

Does thou not desire me?
Does thou not desire thine lips... thy mouth, thy body that has been shaken in such weakness for thee?
Does thou not see thy enflamed eyes that yearn for yours, pools of cool dark thirstless water?