“Don’t write me any poems,” you said…
But why wouldn’t I?
For I am a poet —
I write about the things I love.
So let me immortalize you
in stanzas and phrases,
in rhythm and flow.
Allow me to weave my words together
and show them just how deep this love goes.
For I am a poet…
and you —
you are my poetry.
So let me write.
Let me write beautiful words
for the world to see.
May 9
May 9, 2026 at 7:34 AM UTC
“Don’t write me any poems,” you said…
But why wouldn’t I?
For I am a poet —
I write about the things I love.
So let me immortalize you
in stanzas and phrases,
in rhythm and flow.
Allow me to weave my words together
and show them just how deep this love goes.
For I am a poet…
and you —
you are my poetry.
So let me write.
Let me write beautiful words
for the world to see.
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