Apologies

I'm sorry,
I'm not the metaphor
conjuring the inspiration of you
I'm not the mirrored connection,
the fleck of your imperfection
I'm sorry,
I'm not the sunrise,
the sunset and the stars in between
I'm not the ocean blue,
a depth which you can dive into
I'm sorry,
I'm not the piece of the equation
that solves all your theories.
I'm not really the poet
placing imagery delicately
in your minds eye
It was a lie...
Even I believed

Reviews

[eena]

Seriously, I love everything you write.