Process of Poetry. 

Poets make poetry like they make love. 

It begins slow,

And then all at once.

.

We let the words 

Linger on our lips 

For a few seconds too long.

.
We find that spot

And hit it. 

Once, twice and thrice, 

Till you feel it.

.
We find that rhythm, 

Which originates from within, 

Creating melody on the blank canvas of your body.

.
And as the words move from our lips, 

To our chest, 

To our core,

We tremble.

.

We craft that graceful sonnet, 

Like two bodies,

Moving to the music  of the soul.

You see, writing poetry is a lot like making love.


It’s a gradual crescendo, 

Buildup, 

Of all the right moves, 

The right expressions, 

Before we’re left gasping for breath and wanting more. 

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