A Simple Poem for my Muse

She isn’t far away; she’s in my heart
Connected by emotions that are real
Our bodies may be lonely, far apart
But distance can’t destroy the things we feel
I feel her in the morning, after dreams
My memories engage and fill my mind
Her beauty’s there, within my soul, it seems
I close my eyes, relax, and there I find
The perfect plan for this, the perfect day
We’ll wander through the town, enjoy the sun
But first we’ll let the perfect music play
We’ll listen ’til our perfect morning’s done
I’ll bask within her beauty, then I’ll choose
To write a simple poem for my muse.

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