My Muse

You have become the apple of my eye;
you’re the breath, I long to breathe;
just hearing your whisper, makes me cry;
you’re a love, I couldn’t conceive.

I feel your compassion in every dream;
you’re a scent of perfume in the air;
you’re a visitor from a kingdom unseen;
and still, I can feel that you care.

Your words resonate heartfelt beauty;
you are an angel, sent from above;
masquerading, today, as an angel of duty;
even your thoughts, whisper love.

Love’s energy reaches out from you;
you’re unable keep it within;
loving all others, is what you do;
in the ocean of love; you swim.

You have given me peace and serenity;
even though you remain unaware;
thoughts of wisdom, flow through me;
you’re a courier of love and care.

Mere thoughts of you, make me excited;
although nothing is what it seems;
this love of mine; although unrequited;
I can still feel love in my dreams.

Your wisdom flows out, for me to see;
especially when I get the blues;
lifting me up; to what I must be;
you are my love; and my muse.

Monty 12/12/24. # 2,507