I maybe the pen

what is your purpose
I’m searching for answers why
an unconventional chap like you
would make me question
what is in my heart
You are an unsolved puzzle
A mystery I tried to unravel
But your peculiarity keeps me attracted
more and more to you
Every awkward move and smile
makes me beam
and keeps me inspired
What a lovely creation
so different from the rest
and yet so distinctly great
I have a purpose to inspire you
to bring out the best in you
Isn’t that the usual thing I do?
But deep inside you there is more
that I would like to explore
This is unfamiliar ground for me
but somehow I am willing
because for some reason I am guided
He is still leading me to you
and for this season
I will yield, yet I will wait
For now no matter how quizzed
I appreciate the spontaneity
How things are being led to another
Yet I will only let one person write
My greatest love story
His hand is that of THE master poet
I dare not change his plot
Yet I know that with your brilliance
ours would work like a gun and a bullet
one will only powerfully work with the other
Only together can we accomplish that purpose
Or maybe you are just a season
flying by, so I can do what I do best
To inspire you to come to Him
ever so closely
I am still thankful if that is the case
because I made myself to be the pen
useful for the poet to write his masterpiece
I leave it to my writer, I will not object
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