Muse

I can rekindle your passion, ignite your mental fuse You can draw inspiration from everything that i do May I move within the lyrics of your beautiful love songs? Can I be the lines of your verses; form the stanzas to your poems? Could you to read me like a manuscript; word for word and page by page? I can create in you calmness, and eradicate the rage. Would you hold me like your guitar; gently fondle my strings? Could you compose of me, a million melodies? Could I become your clay, and allow you to mold me Would you sculpt a masterpiece, to portray my flawless beauty? If I become your blank canvas and allow you to paint Could you freely capture my essence with no limits and no restraint? Can I restore your confidence; obliterate your lamentations Could I be the intricacies and complexities, of all of your creations?