POEM 32
I wish falling in love
was as easy as writing a poem...
Wait,
what the hell are you saying Aztec?!
Poetry ain’t easy.
It’s messy,
it interrupts your sleep with word dreams;
it runs away when you get close;
every time you think you’ve
found the right words.
Poetry ain’t ******* easy!
Yeah, true
but when you do find the words
they fill the pages
with lilacs
and wild blueberries
and strawberry cream truffles;
they dance with the shadows
within you
and caress your lips with
butterfly whispers
when you read,
then re-read...
But love,
it’s fleeting illusion,
even if whimsical,
and leaves your heart
in shambled pieces,
especially
when it isn’t returned!
If you are honest,
a poem will always be with you.
Even if it ain’t ******* easy
Aztec Warrior 8.2.15
Aug 2, 2015
Aug 2, 2015 at 4:48 PM UTC
POEM 32
I wish falling in love
was as easy as writing a poem...
Wait,
what the hell are you saying Aztec?!
Poetry ain’t easy.
It’s messy,
it interrupts your sleep with word dreams;
it runs away when you get close;
every time you think you’ve
found the right words.
Poetry ain’t ******* easy!
Yeah, true
but when you do find the words
they fill the pages
with lilacs
and wild blueberries
and strawberry cream truffles;
they dance with the shadows
within you
and caress your lips with
butterfly whispers
when you read,
then re-read...
But love,
it’s fleeting illusion,
even if whimsical,
and leaves your heart
in shambled pieces,
especially
when it isn’t returned!
If you are honest,
a poem will always be with you.
Even if it ain’t ******* easy
Aztec Warrior 8.2.15
looking for the words
