I’ve been told many times
Poetry is dead
Why want to be a poet?
As honored and humbled as I am
I’m here to express
I’m  not a poet
I’m not a writer
I’m not a blogger
I’m not a columnist
Nor into journalism
I’m just simply
Undeniably
Expressively
Unapologetically
For better or worst
The
Messenger
Of
Love

Sent with love
Tango with love
Camouflaged by love
I escaped my cage
Not a soul on earth
can ever trick me
into going back
Regardless what
you tell me
I am free.

When I'm gone,
don't shed a tear.
Remember the times,
we had.
Remember the fears.
Remember my smile,
My laugh,
my tears.
Remember the good I did,
through the years.
Remember the time,
we snuck off to the beach?
Remember the times you,
made me laugh,
till I was weak?
Remember the fights,
and how we made up.
Remember when we danced,
on the beach.
Remember how it felt,
to sleep next to me.
Remember when you met me,
I wasn't in one piece.
Remember me,
the good and the bad.
Remember us,
and what we had.
Remember the times,
we danced and you held,
me close.
Remember you were there,
when I needed you the most.
Remember you have my heart,
and you always will.
Remember I tried.
Remember I fought.
Remember the love we shared.