You
You
My bow, my helm, my helmsman, my ship and everything
My sea, my anchor, my sand and my fishing rod
My compass and my north, my port and my support
My sails and my nets, my catch and my dock
My seasickness remedy
My captain and my crew
What more can the heart ask for?
You
My piano, my paper, my ink, verse and everything
My best muse, my guitar and my attempts at songs
My Spanish alphabet, my best inspiration
My quartets, my tuning pegs
My ideas without baggage, my letters without mail
And this story wandering around reason
What more can the heart ask for?
You
The Teflon where my problems slip
You, my peace and my battle, my truth and my novel
You
My vice, my addiction, my philosophy
My coherence and my madness
My disorder, my harmony
You
My remedy and my ill
The kryptonite of this Superman
You
My seed, my garden, my gardener, flower and everything
My best fertilizer, my leaf and stem
My branch and my root, my sun, my watering can
My water and drain, my fertilization
My iridescent stamen, my pollen, my pistil in heat
My rain, my petal and bud
What more can the heart ask for?
You
The Teflon where my problems slip
You, my peace and my battle, my truth and my novel
You
My vice, my addiction, my philosophy
My coherence and my madness
My disorder, my harmony
You
My remedy and my ill
The kryptonite of this Superman
