He says she says
My beautiful writer holds grace with quill
Sweet flower of beauty my dreams be still
She writes with conviction so it does seem
My Poetess, my muse, she's my life's dream
My beautiful music, he's my ‘saving grace'
Sweet melody surrounds in harmonic embrace
He strums my heartstrings, so it does seem
My soulmate and lover, he's my life's dream
P. S. I love you....x.x.
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