You Are My Muse

My heart balloons  With pride 

With your nearness,

My face gives 

Smug smile to the mirror 

When you allow me 

To hold your waist 

And buss your nape.

Yes, 

My happiness becomes 

Sky kissing, 

When you sit beside me 

And declare that 

I will be triumphant 

Of your vermilion 

And sacred thread 

For all the coming eras.

Yes, 

You are my muse 

And without you my mornings,

My evenings 

And my nights will become artless.