you were my incitement

you were my.. my stimulus back to excitement 

you were my sidewalk back to enlightenment — 

you know, the kind of sidewalks that conduct you through the nightfall when you just yearn for some fresh air

mhm yeah, you was my alignment 

my work made me vibrant

it was the only aspect that made my pondering silent, 

and it was the response to all types of climates

but when my cogitation interrupts my work, it's perplexing trying to find guidance

my work lately has been stagnant, 

until you ambled in my existence, it seemed as if my capabilities were once again gallant

with blurred visions of my considerations, your actuality intertwined with my continuation and made my work again a habit

you perpetrated your existence into my essence 

assembling everything into a reasoning lesson,

and from the foundation of humanity, i am gratified to call you my blessing