He calls me His Muse
He tells me  I am inspire him
to be
the poet he is and the best
he can be
He calls me his angel
that came from above,
I tell him he is the only
man I will ever love
We think so much a like
he and I wear our hearts
on our sleeves
we are both the hopeless
romantics that belong
together you see
I am his muse
and I am glad I can
inspire to write poems
for me.