If I’m the poet
Baby, you’re the pen
With vital ink in your veins
Scratching line after beautiful line
Of a sweet summer sonnet

If I'm the singer
Then you’re the song
With bouncing notes and lovely lyrics
That keep me singing all night long

If I’m the painter
You’re my brush
Running haphazard strokes across the canvas
Vibrant reds and yellows and blues
Beautiful, grasping hues

If I’m the lover
Baby, you’re loved
For through the day and the night
My heart is bright
And only beats for you

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Dedicated to someone special