If you fall in love with a poet, you're going to go through some things
You are going to be the canvas and the paint with which a poet will provide images of a person to immortalize past space and time You will be a moment captured to replay and rewind, even after you die you will remain live Whether it be spoken word or written pages of books describing you, people will know you through the poets eyes You will be the Pharaoh needed by all man-kind or the dictator, hate mongering,Β a beast to despise
And this might be too much for you to handle You will be both dismantled and held as if fragile You will find we are the greatest of written down actors Always reliving our moments with you, enraptured by the mood you've provided, it's true
You may think us to be the most beautiful and eloquent of speakers to grace your ears But you may also find us to be poetic in our anger and momentary bitterness and feel fear Because a poets tears staining a page with a pen is where pain can breathe in And breathe out through word of mouth to clear the soul out
If you fall in love with a poet there are a few things you must know
We are the greatest observers of people or situations or emotions or all the above We are the Warriors with scars held deep enough to contain a thousand floods We are the creative and demonstrative Kings and Queens of knowing what's up We are the undisputed Champs of knowing when to push and how to shove
It's all love
It's just that sometimes thoughts can overflow and spill from the jug hoping to water your gardens or harness the things you hold within and hold back never letting us contact the things so discrete that you never want us to repeat because you're afraid we'll rewrite your story to fill a void but you must realize you are part of our voice and we have no choice but to make right what we write without a disguise we are naked and alone up here in the spotlight be it during the day or the nighttime and I don't know about them but I know about me and I won't change any bodies story I will only explain the parts involving me and our planted seeds but just because I may be venting doesn't mean I don't love you because if you pay close attention you'll see yourself littered in the language I speak
Now let me tell you something
Poets make the best lovers
Why?
Because we've already written a poem about your smile and every corner of your body as we learn about your mind and put the two together to have a good time
We've already built the mountain and erased the ocean and back-flipped into space and unplugged the sun and replaced it with you because you shine
We've already embarked on the quest and saved the princess and digested any illness and are free of ill will and thus embrace you in kind
We won't stop until you feel the imagery coming from the words we speak so that the ****** you reach matches the things we preach as the bed creaks
And this is something I must repeat
If you fall in love with a poet, you're going to go through some things
But let me tell you this
If I write a poem about you
It's going to be you with the title of Pharaoh And it's going to be you I speak to once I'm finished up here It's going to be you, my partner on this path so narrow Girl, it's going to be you that I consider my muse
And I appreciate that so **** much
I just wanted you to know that and hold that thought close