Poetic License
Don't come too close, I'll turn you into poetry,
For my words will wrap you up in rhyme.
And leave you lost in lines sublime,
Don't get too close, I'll immortalize your beauty with words.
My verse will hold you like a spell,
A poetic tribute to tell.
Keep your distance, don't come near,
Or I'll spell out your greatest fear.
I'll expose your sorrows in syllables,
And spread your grief across the page like soiled linen.
But should you brave the poet's gaze,
I'll grant you gifts you cannot imagine.
A wondrous world of words and phrases,
Exotic fabrics of well woven metaphors,
A never-ending saga, entrancing.
But tread lightly, tread with care,
For in a moment you'll be bare,
Your secrets will be naked, no longer hidden.
Your thoughts exposed, your motives...
For my words will wrap you up in rhyme.
And leave you lost in lines sublime,
Don't get too close, I'll immortalize your beauty with words.
My verse will hold you like a spell,
A poetic tribute to tell.
Keep your distance, don't come near,
Or I'll spell out your greatest fear.
I'll expose your sorrows in syllables,
And spread your grief across the page like soiled linen.
But should you brave the poet's gaze,
I'll grant you gifts you cannot imagine.
A wondrous world of words and phrases,
Exotic fabrics of well woven metaphors,
A never-ending saga, entrancing.
But tread lightly, tread with care,
For in a moment you'll be bare,
Your secrets will be naked, no longer hidden.
Your thoughts exposed, your motives...