Poetry

Love is not a quick read with cheap rhymes
Or cliches that we’ve heard one too many times
And Love is not an essay with shortcuts and formats to me
It's an off beat kind of rhythm
A Sophisticated prism
Of colors and feelings and dreams
And I try to understand it
But most times I don’t get what it means
Loving you is poetry
Loving you is poetry

It's not always good times and roses and Champagne
It’s hard conversations on bad days
But knowing the sunshine will always come after the rain
Its chaos, its madness, Its magic
And You’ll know it the second you have it
It ain’t always perfect, but I’ll take it all bittersweet
Loving you is poetry
Loving you is poetry

Now that we’re here on the same page
I love the cover and contents the same way
The Curves in the cursive
Just paint me a picture of you
I wanna memorize those eyes
I wanna memorize each line
I wanna read you every night
Just to show you
Love is a fancier word to describe you and me
Loving you is poetry
Loving you is poetry