If you would Immortal be, It isn’t any mystery. You only have to find and be The “true love” of one cursed to see Through Poetry.
Love comes! The rhyming words will start Your “face is carved into her heart"! And then come rhythms quick and smart, Enjoy your lover’s fine honed art… Ah, Poetry!
Wait! See now, love has run it’s course It’s time to stop and stay: divorce. As pain and sadness, dark remorse Fill up the soul they feed the source Of Poetry.
Your Name and Deeds Immortalized! You cannot really be surprised- As love’s lost, watch poems crystallize Right before your aching eyes, You're Poetry.
6/2014 Thanks to the Inspiration of the fine poets here!