Have you met my lover, the poet? And by meeting, can you know her slow caress of words? Some verse, rehearsed familiar to both our tongues Some days I believe I know her by heart mistaken to think I know her heart Have you met my poet, the lover?
Sometimes my friends and I choose a word or phrase and then each write a piece to include it. Here, we chose the phrase “my lover, the poet.” In this piece I imagine myself as the poet about whom the speaker is writing.