My Muse

You entered my life when I was burdened. 
Paper all day but words were what I was yerning. 
Writing was once a passion to me. 
Scared of my own talent but you set them free. 
Your prescence brought out so very much. 
I made my words your most defining touch. 
The first night together sent my pen a rage. 
Until then every deep thought had been locked in a cage. 
Out it came 
Better than ever with an undescribable aim. 
So many different emotions. 
My mind a pot, your persona it's potion. 
Everything I ever wanted to say flowed onto my pad. 
You brought out so much I never knew I had. 
Even though your gone i'm still able to write. 
Feelings still grow as I piece together at least one night. 
You brought back something I thought was gone. 
Words still flow but for you I now long. 
You may never know what you really did. 
Released a talent I tried my best to keep hid. 
So to my muse nothing but undying gratitude. 
Before you was none, so there will be none after you.