The Muse

I have experienced something in her eyes,
That I haven't felt in quite a while.
It's churned my heart to my surprise,
And left me wanting to love with style.

I have read the lyrics she tries to convey,
Now I desire to sip and indulge and binge,
I seek the intoxication until I sway,
Into her heart and we melt to the fringe...

Of becoming one flame of passion to eternally burn.
My muse to me, I beg, these emotions do not spurn.