I have no shame in my interests

I give everything a chance like its something I can't miss

Poetry wasn't one of those things

I used to think it was like an essay or something boring

My purpose wasn't found until I fell

In love with a girl I have yet to tell

She expressed herself using poetry

Saying what has never been told to me

Her words made my heart feel like a sky clearing up after a storm

The passion from it was as if a melody longing to be heard

There was a part of me begging to transform

Her angelic plea convinced me to challenge my use of words

While I wrote this poem, it felt like I was pouring my feelings into a bowl

Then I added emotions like spices that made me feel whole

Alleviated from the emotional stress, I felt like I had nothing to hide

I wanted to write about every situation and never hold anything inside

My first poem was about her, and she appreciated it more than anything

Nothing else could adhere such an euphoric feeling