Poetry (Intimate)

Love is not a quick read with cheap rhymes
 Or clichés that we've heard one too many times
 And love is not an essay with shortcuts and formats to me
 It's an off-beat kinda rhythm, a sophisticated prism
 Of colors, and feelings, and dreams
 And I try to understand it, but most times I don't get what it means
 Loving you is poetry
 It's not always good times, and roses, and champagne
 It's hard conversations on bad days
 But knowing the sunshine will always come after the rain, after the rain
 It's chaos, it's madness, it's magic
 And you'll know it the second you have it
 It ain't always perfect, but I'll take it all bittersweet
 Loving you is poetry
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 And now that we're here on the same page
 I love the cover and contents the same way
 The curves in the cursive, just paint me a picture of you, you
 So, I wanna memorize those eyes, I wanna memorize each line
 I wanna read you every night, just to show you
 Love is a fancier word to describe you and me
 Loving you is poetry