My Muse

Hair that flows like honey,
Eyes bright as the sun,
Lips so full of soft sweet words,
Her heart can't be outdone.

Her mind, sharp as a sword,
She kills me, my sweet sage,
Passion spills out through my veins,
And lives upon my page.

Living, breathing, in my mind,
The revolution of my soul,
Her inspiration's everything,
This spirit makes me whole.