is it possible
to fall in love with someone
from their poetry
to peer inside them
their words carved onto your soul
pulsing through your heart
infatuation
from cleverly worded prose
it seems so crazy
but could it happen
this meeting of mind and heart
i wonder at times
when the words pierce deep awaken something primal resonate with truth
it drives me insane
this yearning to dive deeper
and swallow you whole
fucking haikus man
really burrow under skin
with five seven five
trapping the rhythm
forcing the beat to follow
needing to know more
wanting the answer
the inescapable need
for more of your words
Poetry is honesty. Honesty can be heroin to some. I believe it’s totally possible. And it means you love someone for their mind and heart, the important things, not the trivial, fading ones.
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Honesty may be my vice indeed.
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