You are my muse.
I sit, I stare, and my mind fills
with nothing but thoughts
of you.
You are my poem.
I write, I rhyme, and my mind fills
with nothing but rhythms
of you.
You are my moon.
I gaze, I admire, and my mind fills
with nothing but wonder
for you.
You are my love.
I yearn for, I grasp onto, and my mind fills
with nothing but passion
for you.