The one at the Lake

A direct message about Taylor Swift

You sit by the lakes looking for the meaningless meanings of life

Free from society, enveloped in the comforts of foreign lands

You breathe in the crisp scents of mossy waters and damp pine.

Soft sun-kissed hair breezes in the misty morning wind.

Rose colored cheeks

Porcelain skin

Bright blue eyes

Time becomes timeless when you write.

Stories of love triangles

societal pressures

impossible expectations

hopeless romances

Ink stains

paper cuts 

calloused hands

Your words haunt me every waking moment

are engraved in my mind

have saved me from drowning in endless sorrows

have touched thousands of hearts

You are a Poet

A dreamer

A romantic

A friend

A mastermind.