You know, I write some very beautiful things about people.
Poetry I take for their heart, that my fingers tack to pages
just so they can see it for themselves.
Sometimes, I wish someone would do that for me
I want to know what's in my eyes,
I want to know what you can see from your heart for feeling me
I want to know if my smile melts your heart.
Then, I suppose that is the common wish,
of Poets?
To have someone write about them,
too?
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