to be loved by a poet

To be loved like that
To have my grace defined
To have the flavor of my mind savoured
To be the muse of my muse
To feel touch like a song on my skin
To pass on in silence all that needs knowing
To know that the beauty I see wrecks you too 
To know no music sweeter than the rhythm of our nights
To speak with our eyes words that don't exist for mere lips
To have the nightmares banished by your hands on my hips 
To feel the kind of passion men have given their lives for
To be loved like that, like you love her