Muse
I can rekindle your passion, ignite your mental fuse
You can draw inspiration from everything that i do
May I move within the lyrics of your beautiful love songs?
Can I be the lines of your verses; form the stanzas to your poems?
Could you to read me like a manuscript; word for word and page by page?
I can create in you calmness, and eradicate the rage.
Would you hold me like your guitar; gently fondle my strings?
Could you compose of me, a million melodies?
Could I become your clay, and allow you to mold me
Would you sculpt a masterpiece, to portray my flawless beauty?
If I become your blank canvas and allow you to paint
Could you freely capture my essence with no limits and no restraint?
Can I restore your confidence; obliterate your lamentations
Could I be the intricacies and complexities, of all of your creations?
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