I want you to know
you’re beautiful
in the way that deserves
to be talked about
I want you to know
that I notice
all the little things
you do
without thinking
the kindness
the smiles you give
I appreciate it all
and admire it
I think you’re fantastic
and always will

You don’t deserve my words
or the beautiful landscape
I craft with my eloquence,
yet you take each one
as if you’re entitled

I want to marry a poet
for the way they see things
the way they crave things
I wouldn’t have to wonder
if they meant their words
because their words are art

I want to marry a poet
for the way they admire
& notice every detail
because they feel every emotion
& to them I’d never be
‘too much’

I’m tired of hearing
the same things
“you’re amazing”
I don’t want to be told
I want to be shown
that I’m captivating
of your attention
that I’m worth your days
Words mean nothing
without the feeling
behind them
that evokes them
in the first place