《helium》If I Was a Love Poet
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I'll be honest; I'm usually not really a love poet.
In fact, every time I try to write about love, my hands cramp
just to show me how painful love can be and sometimes,
pencils break just to prove that every now and then,
love takes a little more work than planned.
I'm not much of a love poet. But if I was to wake up
tomorrow morning and decide that I really wanted
to write about love, my first poem would be about you. About how
I loved you the same way that I learned how to ride a bike.
Scared, but reckless. With no training wheels or elbow pads
so my scars can tell the story of how I fell for you.
I'm not much of a love poet, but if I was, I'd write about how I see
your face in every cloud and your reflection in every window. I've
written a million poems, hoping that somehow, you'll jump out of
the page and be closer to me. Because if you were here right now,
I would massage your back until your skin sings songs
that your lips don't even know the words to.
Until your heartbeat sounds like my last name.
And you smile like the Pacific Ocean.
I want to drink the sunlight in your skin.
If I was a love poet, I'd write about how
you have the audacity to be beautiful
even on days when everything around you is ugly.
I'd write about your eyelashes, and how they are like
violin strings that play symphonies every time you blink.
If I was a love poet, I'd write about how I melt in front of you
like an ice sculpture every time I hear the vibrations in your voice
and whenever I see your name on the caller ID, my heart plays
hopscotch inside of my chest. It climbs onto my ribs
like monkey bars and I feel like a child all over again.
I know this is going to sound weird, but sometimes,
I pray that God somehow turns you back into one of my ribs
just so I would never have to spend an entire day without you.
I swear, I'm usually not a love poet, but if I were to wake up
tomorrow morning and decide that I really want to write about
love, my first poem would be about you.
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