May 2018
he is sitting three feet away from me
and i can feel his hand rattling the table
as he spins another masterpiece.
he is concentrated,
as am i,
and i know he is stealing glances at
the way my pencil scratches furiously across this page.
i am mesmerized
by the way his hair falls across his face as
he lets his heart do the drawing.
with that slight frown on his face i can't
help but wonder how anyone could leave that boy alone?
darling,
i know, together
we would be even more beautiful than
the art we both create.
and i can feel his hand rattling the table
as he spins another masterpiece.
he is concentrated,
as am i,
and i know he is stealing glances at
the way my pencil scratches furiously across this page.
i am mesmerized
by the way his hair falls across his face as
he lets his heart do the drawing.
with that slight frown on his face i can't
help but wonder how anyone could leave that boy alone?
darling,
i know, together
we would be even more beautiful than
the art we both create.
i love the title of this probably more than the actual poem, bc i realized it perfectly explains the subject of the poem vs. me, also the band artist vs. poet is probably my fav band sooo :) seriously they're hella amazing check em out!
