I'd promise
Never again
To do this
Poetry thing
But What
Would I have?
 
Since not
Being able to
Hold you
Is a fate like
No other
How does one
Make love
When without
One who loves em?
 
I'd promise
Never again
To do this
Poetry thing
But What
Would I have?
 
Since 
Fantasies
Erect within me
Like waking up
In the afterglow
Of your silhouette
To caress your face
And quench
My thirst
Would be
Foregone conclusion
A dream never
To come true
 
I'd promise
Never again
To do this
Poetry thing
But What
Would I have?
 
Since
There's a beauty
In your simplicity
Which quells the complexity
Of this life
And make fondling
Foreplay and tender kisses
A fine art
Then the thought that I 
Could never take part
 
I'd promise
Never again
To do this
Poetry thing
But What
Would I have?
 
Since
I profess you
In poetic ramblings
And every thought
Because I truly
Believe in the
Beauty of you
 
I'd promise
Never again
To do this
Poetry thing
I mean I'd promise
Never again
To do this
Poetry thing
And I wouldn't
Have to
If you believed
In it
Too