I Am, But A Lover

I am, but a lover

I yearn, like a craver

I don’t know what is love

I stare silently, like a dove

I write his inks on paper

I pour gay in words, like a dreamer

Like a cheater, I hide within letters

I touch souls, softly like feathers

I’m quite like a fire, a loner

I grieve rainbows, like a wanderer

I stare like a hawk

From far away, at him, I gawk

I’m a poet, nothing but a liar

Cause I am, but a lover

18:07

13 March 2017

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