February 12th, 2024

To my muse

I’d forever be your inamorata.

I’ll compose songs to vivify you before sunrise.

I‘ll write you sweet rhymes declaring my devotion solely to you.

I’ll chant around the world about your beautiful soul.

You’re my religion and my purpose for living.

Your love enlightens my every creative expression.

You’re the blessing I prayed to Apollo for, and I never foresee receiving.

I’ll depict the beauty of your essence ‘till my last breath, for you are my one true love.

The everlasting ardor I feel for you won’t let me steer to another in your absence, for I daydream about our life restlessly.

Those who previously couldn’t fathom my staunchness for you will then wish to have a love like yours.

With love,

Ibis