Poem About A Poem

You are the poem,
I had the whole theme ready of, in the first three minutes.
You are the poem,
I can’t find the right words for, even in three years.

You are the poem,
I can’t understand any better.
You are the poem,
makes me doubt what my beliefs are.

You are the poem,
I write using the best inks I have.
You are the poem,
I end up losing in a day or half.

You are the poem,
I write two lines of and I smile for hours.
You are the poem,
whose existence makes me care for flowers.

You are the poem,
where I run out of metaphor.
You are the poem,
that makes me love cliches though.

You are the poem,
eases everything and answers all my questions.
You are the poem,
somehow, fills my head with uncanny situations.

You are the poem,
I’m afraid to write.
You are the poem,
I will write anyway.