Mysterious Love

Pray, to write of love does be for me, a matter so controversial See, to the whole world, I do be single But, pray, I do be in a relationship, why I do be in love Yes, in love with a being of mystery, mine own muse Why, even if I know not of what essence he does be made of I do be fulfilled and complete in his love Why, when words do be granted to me, I do feel good When words do bleed from my fingers, I do feel content He does allow me to be calm, sure of myself and confident He does allow me to laugh at life's pleasures instead of being dull and morose He does allow me to sleep peacefully at night He does allow to reach out to the world and offer my compassion My muse does be my companion; a love so mysterious and un-heard of Yet, I shall renounce him never, see I do need him to walk my mile's length!