To my most beautiful Muse,
We are yet to meet, but I see through,
Your pain; for it is clear to hear,
Within your most delicate of words.
So softly spoken,
With no need for reaction.
Simply speaking the truth,
About this undeniable attraction.
This connection between us,
I see words pour between us and from us;
All around the world, love becomes much clearer to see;
To all of us
And the love of lust, this thing brings to us,
Proves that love is the greatest of all aphrodisiacs…
That are known to us.
