to love a poet
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





