all my muse

I just love to watch your smile
So more rhymes I must compile,
The sweetest muse to urge my pen
At times insane at times profane,
Many thoughts do cross my mind
Some will conflict and so collide,
when they will at last coincide
all the muse gets multiplied,
a volcano will then flow
with its lava in aglow,
molten river honeyed words
spewing out flying in herds,
its so simple to attach
all ideas to a batch,
to express all of my muse
and watch you smile to my amuse.