LOVE Poem: A Poets First Love, by Sofia Matos

You always find a way of crawling back into my poems
Always find a way of breeding its meaning
Even when your name is never meant to be written
The words dye the paper with the color of your eyes
And in the sentences, there’s the reflection of your soul through mine

You always find a way of coming back to me
And I don’t know if it’s a sign it’s not over
or me sabotaging everything
Your touch is as light as my words but just as deep as the ones I refuse to write
You are so deeply rooted in my poetry that if I wanted to sell it I’d have to ask
you for that right

It’s always about you even when I’m writing about someone else
It will always be about you even when you’re no longer mine to write about
I don’t know how to write about others
When you were so painfully obvious born to be written poetry
When you are so painfully obvious born to be loved eternally

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