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My Muse


A true source of inspiration... The laying source of the existence of the soul, My undying affection, The only thing of significance. Hold be true that I care for you. True to my word, I am lost without you. I am only the quarter to the whole, And you make more than the rest. Become my greater ambition! The light that radiates the joy Unbounded by the love I share. Bless me with every molecule of your presence. Your eyes show me a golden path of fulfillment Making the commitment for eons. Your hair waves a fragrant ripple through my body Singing with the weight that we wait. My skin is tough without your tempest touch; My eyes bag without a spot of your beauty; My mind is burnt without a thought of you in it, But my love holds as strong as the last day we met. The angel of my compassion sent the message... Will the invitation remain blank? I wait for your return into my arms yet again. My darling you are my relief and my burden.
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