poetry about her

So here is me, being deep and all that jazz. Some random lovely poetry I just came up with:



Singer
An airy, mystifying sound.
I follow it,
sauntering along
the path it leaves behind,
pacing along the melody
she leaves for me to trace.
her voice calls to me,
like a siren to a sailor,
hypnotizing speak
from another realm.
in this trance
I lose myself,
cast away
by her lullabies.
lost in a sea of music.

Conscience
she wants me safe
her words take me
to a happy place
she loves me so
her stories are truths
told straight to face
she is my eyes
and my breath
she can save me
from my death
she is my ears
and my nose
and wherever I go
I know she goes
she should never
be repressed
because of her
I know I'm blessed
she is me
always here
and I'll always
keep her dear.

Don't copy my stuff and claim it as your own or you will wake up with multiple papercuts on your face.