to love a poet


words are immeasurable

infinite symbols of the universe

but it is quite indescribable

a poet's feelings to traverse


when a poet falls in love

somewhere beyond and above

the poet has written to the stars

and prayed for the healing of your scars


every word becomes associated

with your beauty unparalleled 

thoughts of you run around

my eyes glues to the ground


hoping you'd find your way

coloring the skies so grey

watch me crawl and come to life

like wounds healing from the knife


along the lines of the poem,

blocks become bothersome

for words have run out,

out the door with no route


the sight of you flows the ink out of my pen

you're the poem I would write again and again

you'd be my book handled so delicate

so love a poet, love me, the poet





author's note: Happy Valentine's Day! <3

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