she speaks poetry to me I act as if I have no pen "I am at a lost for words" I love her I know that I love her I have always had love for her I hurt her I know I hurt her I did not mean to hurt her if I told her she would not believe me I am not that convincing holding up flashcards hoping she gets the picture I sent her clipped to a letter smudged in liquor emotion the clear stuff not the black label Hennessy hypnotically her eyes hypnotize me It's spell casting is the question worth asking "don't ask" unless spoken in poetry