You write poetry,
Beautifully mixing words,
Telling the world about me,
What you think of me.
I am your muse you say,
Writing down your thoughts,
The sweetest thing I have ever been told,
And my cheeks begin to ache from holding up a smile.
I am your muse you say,
Your inspiration to write beautiful poems,
And I can't help but open my notes,
Ready to write my own.
I am your muse you say,
And it moves me to tears,
I must write poetry myself,
So I'll remember this night forever.
I am your muse you say,
Striking inspiration,
And I write,
For you are my muse too.
