Love Affair

January 31, 2018

Dear Poetry,

I've been having a love affair with you for a while

As I grew, I went to your shows - secret rendezvous - and slams like one night stands

I had private moments where I'd bare my all onto the page,

Deliciously overwhelmed like a feen who craves

That one, secret, precious addiction

And the only time I ever truly feel naked is when someone else is

reading my soul

Each word as evidence to the sleepless nights when verses unfold

When lines are bent and molded into my masterpiece

The rhythm of every lyric matches my own heartbeat

And my spirit sings along to the beautiful song that marks my affair with you, poetry

When I look over the finished work, it's like staring into a mirror

I check to dot every "i" and cross every "t" until my inner self is pleased

With the piece I've marked in ink on the paper leaf

It's only then I can release that breath and feel the liberty

And I know it's a little risky to show much of me, but

We all do strange things for love

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