poetry, my first love
i fell in love with her at an early age
i fell hard for her the first time her name came out of my mouth
the first time i picked up a pencil and designated a notebook
she has this way of always showing me what I need to know
where I need to go
and what I should do
when the direction that I should go in isn't completly clear
she is the thing that levels out my irrationality
allows me to see situations with a nuanced objectivity
she always makes everything better
and has been improving the quality of my life since about six
she taught me everything that I need to know
she is elegant
every word she says rolls of the tongue
every word she writes flows off the page
she's oh so elusive
everchanging
a concept you'll forever be chasing
she is an idea you'll never be able to fully grasp in the most beautiful way