random blabber about writing love poems.
i want to write corny love poetry. use words like hearts and souls, forever and a day.
but i dont know if i can explain all of this in words.
take feelings inside of me, convert them to 26 letters merging feelings with vocabulary, english spanish, italian. take warmth, into linguistic definition.
take kisses categorize them in greatness. i really don’t know if i can do this.
i dont know if i can somehow become a narrator of events between you and me, like morgan freedman in every single movie. chopping up events, giving them story lines. becoming bias, because it would sound differently if you were to try this.
i can’t write love poetry. because i would fuck up the feelings i have inside me, trying so hard to remove such feeling, just to get a line outta me. i can’t become a romantic poet, making words have rhythm because sometimes what we feel goes on tangents of emotion, taking unplanned roads, roads less traveled on. yes frost, it does make a difference writing love on paper, and experiencing it. i doubt it would have the same effect. i doubt it would be the same.
