Love is not a quick read with cheap rhymes
Or cliches 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 kind of 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 
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 
Its chaos, its madness, Its 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 
Loving you is poetry 

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 
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 
Loving you is poetry