You are my poetry
You fill me joy, and you don't always make sense.
At times I feel you deep inside me, at times you're the only think I speak.
You fill my thoughts with scenes of you and me.
Your words always come unexpectedly.
Yet, your words are mine.
As if your lips were on mine.
You're pleasure and at times pain.
You fill me with rage, you fill me with every emotion.
You are my devotion.