I hope you know you’re not just poetry
And yet, I hope you know these words are real
What I compose contrasts exquisitely
With what I want and know I need to feel
I need to be within your precious heart
I need to hold your precious heart in mine
I need this poetry when we’re apart
When we’re together, words will be divine
Like chasing dreams and having them come true
Or seeing twilight’s dawn become the day
I’ve never found a metaphor of you
And if I did, I’d throw my pen away
My words express the things I can’t conceal
And you, my dear, are beautiful and real.