You are Poetry
“I want to sing like the birds sing, not worrying about who hears or what they think.” Rumi
Oh my love,
you will always sit
as the queen to my
throne of romance,
I'll be the ink
pouring upon your
satin canvas
and If I should
ever expire, then
kiss me back to life -
in a portrait of
unknown metaphors.
My precious sweetheart,
ignore those who judge,
allow your passion
to compose in tones
free from opinion,
like humming birds,
singing without fear
about who hears the
message of their hearts,
so sing your soul's
secrets out loud and
when your lips tire,
I'll gift you my words,
my lyrics, my meter,
rhymes and syllables.
I care not for prose,
because for me -
you are poetry!
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