I know, I know.
I've been in love too, many times in a row.
Listen to their whispers,
seek within and without what should be there between lovers.
Have you found it?
I can't say I did.
I mean, look at the roses.
Can't feel the thorns before you bleed.
Nothing wrong with kisses.
Just some little painkillers that you need.
Long before I love,
I knew words are my sharpest sword.
A sword I keep forging,
as more words I keep forgetting.
Poetry, is not about the words you use.
It's about the words you can no longer use.
Words I can no longer use because they hurt so much,
Yet I keep finding other words that could replace them.
Poetry's like love,
just not that serious.