I want to write a poem just for you,
You who have toiled so much,
You who deserve so much than you have,
I want to write something to make up for it,
Though I already feel I am failing hopelessly,
You who I love so much, You who love me so much,
How did that even come to pass, this , between us,
How did I get so lucky, and how you became so complacent,
I want to write a poem for your humility,
Do I write in rhymes, chiselling corners, to reflect your perfection,
Or do I write without restraint, flinging away tempo and rhythm,
for the chaos you are,
I want to write a poem just for you,
To make you feel your light,
To let you know the things about yourself,
Invariable golds and diamonds in you,
And I promise I will write till I have poured every word i know, till my fingers have bled,
to write such a poem, If i can,
oh, only if I can…