What if
          I
                                                  ­Fall
In
              Love
With
      A
       Poet?
What if he mesmerises me
       With his lines?
What if
        His words touch me
        And kiss
           Through my skin?
     What if i search for
Him
Everyday
And
      Travel through
              His words
    And meet him
                  Somewhere
       And
We
       Become bare
          And he caresses
Me
          With every
      Stanza
And
       Here
           I am
                Again
Searching
           For him,
    Wanting
Him
        With
                 All
                      Desire
Waiting
             For
                 His
                   Next
                      Poem
                         To
                            Take
                             ­ Me
                          To
                       His
                   World
                Where
             We
          Will
        Lay
      Bare
   What if
               I
                  Fall in love
                      With
                  A
             ­         Poet?

© Evna-Luna

I have one task,
I have to wear the mask.
Everything you see,
Isn’t really me.
Behind the mask are the tears,
Behind the mask are the fears.
Meant to be sad,
Meant to be bad.
My mask is designed to laugh,
But it is only half.
But I will smile,
hopefully it isn’t vile.
But, first I got to teach my heart to feel,
I need to know that I am real.