i am not a poet,

nor am i a poem.

i am not a writer,

nor a book.

i am not a painter,

nor a painting.

i am not a sculptor,

nor a sculpture,

i  am not the artist,

nor the muse.

i am an idea,

that exists

only

in your imagination

When the storm is upon us,
We have no fair-weather friends.

Every love
has its own story:
some sad, some happy
the two ambulate

Those
Who have
the most to say

Usually
say the least