Saturday 1 February 2014

Scared of Beautiful/ Drunk in Poetry Part 2

In the name of Poetry
Can I Shakespeare in your ear until you shed a tear?
It’s dumb waiting for perfection
When these moments could be timeless

You’re a lover and an insomniac
I can smell it when I look at you
Is there another side of you?
Leaking from a corner or down to the bone

I want to know your flaws and your fears
And what keeps you up at night
And the colour of your soul as it emerges with mine

You are the enigma that makes perfect sense to me
I’m about to crack the code to understanding you
I keep turning the numbers on your heart in hopes of finding
The perfect combination but I got
Too impatient so I used an axe instead

I want you to know you can pour your pain in me
Whenever you feel the weather is against you
I want you to know I’m here to stay as long as you want me to

If my words can get you aroused
Imagine what my hands can do?

Tell me why are you so afraid of falling?
Do you know in my two hands accommodates the world?
World of romance, I’m like a Greek god
I find poetry in the way your lips lock with mine
I find poetry in the way you walk like you’re so assertive of the destiny
That lies ahead of you
I find poetry in the chaos you’ve been caught up in

I could sit here for 700 years just with you in silence
There is no hesitation in my mind,
You’re the valentine I’ve wished so long to find

Maybe I’m just overwhelmed by this
But maybe I’m not
I’m not really a poet, but there’s a poet that lives inside of me

With soo much love to give to you