you are a poem
and you are made up of every word you have ever said
or written
or thought
you are a poem i have only been able to read a small part of
the words in your stories
the sweet words you wrote me
everyday conversation
you are a poem
and you are also poetry
your words
your movements
you told me once you were the definition of average grace
but you my darling are poetry
your hand on my chin as you kiss me
the scrunch of your eyes as you laugh
you are poetry and you are poems
let me read you a bit longer
that is all i ask