What if I fell in love with a poet?
Would his poetry bare witness to our intimacy?

Would he bare his soul to me,
through his words and ink?

Would I become his poem,
his inspiration and aspirations?

Would his lips bare and sweet,
leave a poetic dream for me;
to caress and meet him there?

Would we become naked and wild,
like a warm spring air
that breathes our passions
into its bloom?

What if I fell in love with a poet ?

Would we become one,
or would he spoil our love with
his wicked word’s?

What if I fell in love with a poet?

Would he be like his poetry;
rare, smooth, and grungy?

There's only one lover for me,
that would be poetry.

© By Amanda Shelton