Tell her how dreams must mean
Something, how whites symbolize
Pure and reds represent Passion.
Tell her how rhythm is in rain,
In footsteps and heartbeats
And timid tree buds just bloomed.
Tell her how beauty beds itself
In her rosebud hips, her pink rose lips,
In sweaty palms parched for partners.
Tell her how you find poetry lost;
How can it depict the words past
Written by actions, emotions,
Beauty, rhythm and dreams?