You're my Muse not my Vice-
I enjoy you I enjoy your voice I enjoy your smile. It is not a chore to be with you hear your voice or even exchange thoughts of love and ideas of sharing my life with you. A vice is Gin, a vice is cocaine a vice is marijuana a vice is heroine a vice is crack a vice is meth. You are all of those things to me with out the price guilt or residue. You take me 25,000 miles above heaven. I'm crusin in a cockpit 36,000 ft above problems and pain with you I seek no earthly pleasures for you are my earth and you give me so much pleasure. A vice closes and closes further and even more further til the pressure that it was supposed to subside blows your mind. With you my Muse I enjoy I rejoice I celebrate I revel in your essence and float in your emotion. Travel in your mystery worship your beauty. Your touch taste and smell my Muse are to my perfection. I can't get enough of you my Muse. I can't share I'm stingy with my Muse. I can live without a vice I CANNOT LIVE WITHOUT MY MUSE.
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