I’ve learned from her that words carry weight

Can also cradle the heart and pacify the mind

As she has done time and time again

An art form

A form of expression

She can be a tool used to vent

She does not have one identity

She goes with the flow

She symbolizes what our relationship has been

Freedom of expression

Cry, laugh, be blunt

She try does not have to have a specific form

I can be silly, serious

I don’t have to be one thing

She can lift a person up, she lifts me up

She can be heavy and tap into your emotions

When I need a stern reality check, she can tap into those serious emotions

Good poets know their poems are never finished

Can always go back and get new perspective

We can go back and rehash the past and re-evaluate

She is meant to be real and taken seriously

Whenever I do have conversations with her, I pay deep attention

She knows you better than you know yourself

What I like about her is that she always remains raw

Free-flowing

She is her true self no matter who views her

I wish I could live as freely as her

Pen to paper