O how you bring out the writer side of me . You feed the dramatic poet inside . You heal the art that died . Either my angels or my demon. You will still stick there by my side . Feminine but strong . Nothing is right or not anything is wrong . Young . Fearless . Hungry for knowledge . Millions of words to type . Thousand of poems to write . Years of love to give . Your soul is all I need , love is all I seek . -Asu