We poets
see things
hear things
say things
that others don't.

We see the beauty
within everything
We try to write the beauty we see
with words

when we love a person
we just don't love them for the figure
of their body
Or whatever else society says
that makes a person beautiful or perfect
When we love
we love them for
the sound of their laugh
the way they smile
talk,walk
the way they look at you
the way they kiss you
or the way they tell you things

We love them for past
for their mistakes
the small things
we poets love

We love the way the water glitters
the sun shines
and the way it rains
everything

We poets wish we could say things
and people would love the words you say

but  we poets and can cry tears
and make it look like a poem

people who hate poems though
we could feel sad for them
cause we know they'll never
be able to say the words of their heart

We
Are
Poets
Be happy
for we are poets

Your bones are white
like a full moon
on an aqua night
like clouds
in a raspberry sunrise

And now you walk
on green grass
barefoot

walking
walking
on
summer mornings
looking back at me
with a white cloud smile

And i say
"darling,oh darling
walk
until you see the sun
creep over the green hills
until you see the milky moon
cuddle with the grey rain cloud
until your heart is red
red
like the leaves in fall....
WALK
WALK WITH YOUR
BRAVE WHITE BONES!
on the orange sun's ray."

There she went
walking
walking with her naked toes

I stare at a girl in my head
with long blonde hair
with purple streaks gliding across
With lips that makes you want
to kiss the bad memories away

A girl that makes you want
to wrap your arms around
her warm heart
that makes you want to hold her hand
until your hand turns into a lake

she's a girl with a beautiful mind
with eyes of a blue sea
a face of soft clouds
a nose  that's perfectly round
with a red heart
white bones,with bravery written across it
a smile  that makes your ribs close in

just a girl
just a girl

that gives me this feeling
a feeling...

a feeling

Oh,I love Summer
But i fell in love with spring
In winter

I left my heart
In your skin
and bones

I am a
Flower

She is the
Rain

I have a heart of red roses
and eyes of purple lily's
a mind of wild flowers
and hands of dried orchids

I am a Flower

She has a heart of a warm lake
and eyes of a big sea
a mind of a deep blue ocean
and hands of cold rain

She is the Rain

I need the Rain
to live
to grow
Without Rain
I dry up
like my hands
and die

But she rains
on other flowers
and not me
and i am drying up
like my orchid hands

and i wait for her
to rain on me

Lips
Nibbles on my cheek
Never
Will i Forget
The eyes
Of green

And the kisses of summer