My Love, My Life

With this man, I share my life

I’m not his muse, I am his wife

Every day I take the time

Checking out his latest rhymes

His poetry comes from within

Relationships, his latest whim

Fantasies, are all laid bare

Written with ease and not a care

Never afraid to show his feelings

To his readers, so appealing

Comments made that will ensure

That his writing will endure

It took so long to find his voice

But now he finds he has no choice

But carry on, even though it’s hard

He writes with passionate disregard

Emotions fall onto the page

So easy for all to engage

So here it is, for all to see

Just how much you mean to me

I’m filled with love and joy and pride

My  feelings I will never hide

For the rest of time, I am your wife

You are my man, my love, my life.