My muse

You hold the sun in the palms of your hands,

You radiate the heat needed to thaw the tundra of my skin.

Heaven hides behind your eyes,

You are truly divine.  

 

Your touch is soothing,

Like a mother’s voice.

The only thing that calms the

looming anxiety that forever clouds my head.

The tsunamis in my stomach that won’t quit

Are settled when I see you.

You’re better than any antidepressant on the market.
 

I was supposed to write about my muse;

And all I could think about was you.

I thought of how you care for me,

How you love me.

I thought of the dumb jokes we share

That make me smile when I’m alone.

 

Love is the purest form of joy.

You embody love.

 You are my joy.

 

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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