"Something like a love poem; I guess"

I want to; bite your lip while you're in mid-sentence.

And then suck your exes name right out of your mouth, just to make sure he never comes up in conversations between you & me.

I'm going to be one hundred,

I am not a love poet.

In fact, every time I write about love; my hands cramp & I lose my train of thought.

I guess to show me how painful & often misguided love can be.

And sometimes; my pencils break or my pen runs out of ink.

Probably to prove to me that every now and then love takes love takes a little more work than you’ve planned.

See I heard that love is blind so, I wrote all this brail.

And my love poems never actually get finished because I've heard true love is endless.

I'm a firm believer that real love is kind of equivalent to a model before she's air brushed;

It's pure & imperfect the way it naturally is, the way God intended it to be.

See, I am not a love poet.

But if I was to wake up tomorrow morning & decide what I really wanted to jot down in my first poem about love...

It would be about you, because lately you're all I've been thinking of.

About how I've loved you the same way I loved riding my bike for the first time: scared, but reckless, wearing no helmet or knee pads.

Scars on my elbows so you can see the proof of how I fell for you.

You see; I'm not really a love poet.

But if I was; the topics would be about how I see your face in the clouds.

Your reflection in every mirror I stare into.

You see I've written like a zillion poems hoping that someday, somehow maybe some way you'll read these pages and come closer to me.

Because if you were here, right now...

Your heartbeat sounds like drums. And your smile as wide as the pacific;

I want to walk the beach with drinks in our hands.

If I was a love poet;

I'd write about how you have the AUDACITY to be so beautiful.

Even on days you claim you look ugly.

I'd write about your hair and how it flows in the summer breeze.

And how your angelic voice sings sweet melodies;

If I was really a love poet;

I'd write about how I melt like ice at just hearing your name.

Every time i see you in person;

My heart - it plays hopscotch in my chest.

Yo it climbs onto my Ribs like kids on monkey bars in the summer.

I know it may sound strange but every now and again I pray to God like "why didn't you set this up? She's perfect for me. "

I pray to him like "turn her back into one of MY ribs"

Recreate my eve.

I swear though,

I am not a love poet.

But if I awakened in the middle of the night with a topic for a love poem;

My first poem;

Would be about you;

And after all this she seen it and said "so, how do you feel about me?"

And I put it like this;

"I want to be your exe boyfriend’s stuntman. I want to do everything he never had the courage to do. Like... BE FAITHFUL"

I swear when our lips touch,

I can taste the next 70 years of my life.

And some days I want to swallow your picture, so you'll be a part of me.

I wanted to sample your heartbeat on this poem.

And let your smile be the cover art.

We would make the perfect duo.

Whenever I see you i still think "we could be perfect."

Maybe you could be mine at last - Etta James.

I could be your snuggle buddy when you're in pain.

We could lay back listening to soul,

For real you’re my candy coated rain- drop.

Together we could be music.

And when the homies ask;

"Is that your girl?"

I’ll say "no she's a musician"

And me... I'm her favorite song.

-IdontKnow

This is something like a love poem; I guess