Intoxicating soul,
I breathe you through my eyes and ears.
Inspiring heart,
I nurture you through my mind and blood.
Those sweet ways of you,
Those dark images of you,
The powerful mystique surrounding you,
All are golden to my thoughts and desires.
At times all I think of is you,
Your passions and lusts apparent to me
As they are to you.
My muse, breathe me in,
Through your own eyes and ears.
My muse, nurture me,
Through your own mind and blood.
At times I think we are one person
Simply split into two,
Trying to find the other part.

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