You give me meaning.
Without you I would be
plain and without purpose
For it’s not until you
come along
And touch me that I can
transform into a song
A sonnet, poem or prose
Without you I express
nothing
I am unfulfilled until you
complete me
You transform me from
potential into something
That can carry an idea and
create or record history
Without you my pen I would
be but plain paper
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