if i was a love poet (rudy francisco)

im gunna be honest,
its not often that i find myself eager, to write about love,
in fact, when i try, my hands cramp, just to show me how painful love can be,
sometimes, my pencils break, jus to prove to me that every now then love, takes a lil more work than u planned,
i heard that love is blind, so, i write all my poems in brail,
and my poems are never actually finished because true love...is endless.
ive always believed...real love... is kind of like a super model,
before shes airbrushed, its pure, and imperfect.
jus the way that god intended.
im gunna be honest, im 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 u.
about how i love you the same way that i learned how to ride a bike:
scared, but wreckless.
with no trainin wheels, or elbow pads so my scars can tell the story of how i fell for u...
im not much of a love poet, but if i was...
id write about how i see ur reflection in every cloud,
and and ur face in every window u see,
ive written a million poems hopin that somehow maybe someway ull jump out of the page and be closer to me cuz if u were here, right now,
i would massage ur back until ur skin sing songs that ur lips dont even know the words to...
until ur heart beat... sounds like my last name and u smile like the pacific ocean,
i wanna drink...the sunlight in ur skin...
i swear, if i was a love poet, id write about how u have the audacity to be beautiful,
even on days when everything around u is ugly,
id write about ur eyelashes, and how they are like violin strings that play symphonies everytime u blink, if i was a love poet,
id write about how i melt in front of u like a ice sculpture everytime i hear the vibration in ur voice,
and wenever i see ya name on the caller ID,
my heart plays hop scotch inside of my chest,
it climbs onto my ribs like monkey bars,
and i feel like a child all over again,
and sometimes...sometimes i pray to god, that he turns u bak into one of my ribs jus so i wouldnt have to spend another day without u...
i swear... im not much of a love poet... but if i was to wake up tomorrow mornin...
and decide that i really wanted to write about love...
my first poem...would be about u...

iT hAppEnD haha

i told myself this wasnt gunna happen,
like magnetic poles i dont know whether to take is a positive or a negative,
it somethin thats make me my insides all misshapen,
and now im like the stone thinkin man, all pensive...
see wen way back to wen i used feel jitters in my stomach and couldnt help but smile at the thought a u,
i was so into u i made all them other girls wonder who knew u,
and wen the sinkin feelin of truth rushed to my soul,
it was like raging rapids of a roaring river...
complete... disorder.
my eyes saw the memory that they have lived upon, stevie wonder.
my ears picked up the soft vibrations that reverberated my eardrums, thunder.
my lips tasted ur vey soul that fought through my lips and won,
my lungs took in deep ur very essence that fuels this fire, never done.
my body trembled in the attempt to contain my heart beat louder than the deepest war drums,
as i rmrbr ur sweet caress wen our skin made contact,
i was certain that i have broken my own written contract,
i told myself this wasnt gunna happen,
i dont know to take this as a positive or a negative,
it happened... we. us. is wat happened it wasnt given.
i feel this has taken a step in the direction of becoming addictive...
our history, is nothin to be constructed from,
but to be demolished in our fading of us to become,
im tryin to change to make it the best for us,
but fuk i jus realized im jus the same but without all the fus,
im not hungry to see u,
im not tempted to touch u,
im not motivated to pursue u,
but all i think of is u...
the words ive written, are printed here for ur evidence,
and wen i lay down as the moon comes up, ur essence,
like the bowels of the nite air fill the empty lungs givin me life,
ive jus saw u more clearly, my wife?
u could be, dont know wat could happen. deal or no deal.
told myself this wouldnt happen, surreal.
i love you, millions and millions of times i replay it,
dont take me for granted, my shits legit.