"Woo and Seduce" by A. Craig Newman

Writer's Notes:
My relationship with my wife has been an inspiration for much of my writing. In this piece, I try to describe a man who tries to be closer to his wife, the way a writer may want to be closer to his muse.  Being both a writer and a husband, I can attest to the challenge and similarities of both.
I've had this poem described as "doggerel" in the past. While I don't agree, I also don't mind. Not every poem has to be High Literature. - ACN

I attempt to boldly approach my muse,
Angel holding inspiration.
I know in my heart that she can refuse –
Deny wondrous stimulation.

So woo and seduce, persuade to be close;
Coax my love in a gentle way.
Baffling to me, she insists on repose.
I cannot force her to obey.

Memories of the those times she did concede
Arouse my determination.
Though her rebuff – her spur – makes my heart bleed,
Her hold offers pure elation.

Lost in her body, the touch of her arms –
Overcoming her resistance –
My target still lies outside of my charms.
Hidden Heart! Intimate distance!

I attempt to boldly approach my muse,
Angel, my wife, my heart, my light.
I know in my heart that she can refuse,
But I will succeed another night.