And He Smiles

And He Smiles by Alexander 
I say,
“I never liked writing poems”

And this was true.

Poems were unrealistic;



Fast paced and an odd rhythm.
But it’s funny how things change.



Three words and a couple nights crying

And I find myself jotting words down

Stanza after stanza

Line by line

All dedicated to him
“My love for you runs deep,

So deep that the universe herself is jealous.

So bright that the stars weep.”
I say,

“All my words have always been for you, waiting in the depths for you to unleash them”

And this is true.

And he smiles.
Suddenly poems are romantic;


True and deep and wild.

He offers me these things,

And my words are my gift back.


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