You used to be my subject
every angle, you're the object
inspires me to do more works
and ended up with great artwork.

I can be your Edgar Allan Poe
In a midst o critical world
Could be profound
just to be my Annabelle lee

Rather be your William Shakespeare
timeless age for your soul
endless love bringeth whole
even though just a buccaneer

but ended being Arthur Conan Doyle
You see but you do not observe
The mystery of my love for you
Single glimpse from you can't resolve

Every verse was a reflection
of every inch of you
But you keep on ignoring
And only received a rejection

You prefer to be just a prose
Catatonic yet simple
In my imaginative elated world
where our story remains untold