I want to sleep in the arms of poetry
Its tender alliteration on my back
Its warm breath chilling my neck
I want to hold hands with the lines of a limerick
Sing a song with a sonnet
And dance day and night with a poem's deep meaning
I want to live with a poem
Share rhythm, repetition, repetition, and love
Kiss its cheek and nibble its punctuation until it's barely there
No pausing, stopping,
Forever
I want to die, surrounded with poetry
Protected by beautiful thoughts,
Flying dreams, simple moments, memories
Poets standing,
Words watching, remembering
Me
With all my heart,
I want poetry
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