And into the infinite well of creation I tap
Shimmering water of gold in its purest form
between your heart and mine
A boundless flow of love
and light
You are there, at the source
My muse, my king of true love
In your eyes I see
the origin of every word I write
It always starts with you
Since you breathe
rivers of inspiration into me
Giving me the wings to fly high
And the courage to dive deep
into what is true
©RoseGirl2018
Rose Girl's World 