You are a Poem
You are a poem, beautiful, smooth to the touch
Difficult to understand
I love poetry reading, puzzled, dazed 
Yet amazed by its grace
You are the poem, only one which can never bores me
My head is spinning, my heart is racing
I am short of breath like I am dying
Dying to interpret
What runs through your head, darling?
Every river, every ocean, let me in
But one can never fully understands a poem
Except its own creator
And honey, sweetheart
You are a poem

Written in this book
(Wanna be) writer
A woman who writes