What would happen if I acted on everyone of my urges ?
Would it be safe to presume I would act responsibly ?
Why castigate the passions as the author says ?
Do we think too much about the consequence ?
Talking to you arouses new interest in me.
You saved me from monotony, from the droll of everyday scenery.
Questions like these need no answer
They are part of my everyday action, with you in mind.
I never think twice when i’m with you.
I feel the warmth and comfort of your approval.
Your acceptance gves me new confidence.
It brings waves of poetic brilliance
Which just seem to flow through my veins.
You bring calm in the middle of the night.
You bring the force when I’m down and out,
You make me smile when everyone radiates grief.
You stop me from making a fool out of myself after too many drinks.
Living with you in mind is living a day with sunshine
You give me the ability to see the Earth in a postive shiny light,
You provide warmth and clarity.
You are my muse. You help me to weave creativity.
You are my first waking thought
You are my nurse in times of aching pain
You are my support
You help the clogs turn in my brain.
