How Does it Feel?

Now you’re the lover
of a lover of words,
a girl who traces
stanzas on your bare chest
and taps out haikus
on her fingertips
when you talk on the phone.

How does it feel
to know you’ll be the one
she writes at least
one hundred poems about,
to know you’re the one
she always thinks of first
whenever she picks up her pen?

33/365 – A Poem a Day For a Year

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