For Cameron (I Write For You)

I write for you to often, but it cannot be helped. On days when I need to write and feel uninspired I think of you. For you are an undying muse, the sort of human who starts wars and inspires statues made of marble. I could spin you a thousand different ways through a thousand different poems but none of them will ever capture you. Your soul is made of skeleton keys that don’t unlock anything but every door.