oh, I'm not
the greatest poet,
but I'm a poem
in my own right --
an artwork,
the sunset.
I can dress like summer
and talk
like shooting stars,
I can help you drown
or save you,
soothe
your fast-beating heart
with Irish songs
and get you drunk
on love
or wine.
perhaps you should
write me down
on post-it notes
that you leave
on the refrigerator door.
perhaps you should
love me forever.
I wrote you, too,
the best I could --
but my writing never was
much good.
I am not an artist.
I'm a work of art.
perhaps you should
put me in photo frames
that you put on your desk
and your bedside table, so
you'll never forget me.
perhaps you should
paint me
in fields of yellow roses.
perhaps you should
never let go.