I, Poet

 
I, Poet do promise thee
my words to hold beyond
this flesh, these walls, beds,  
romantic fires and wine
 
I, Poet shall give my heart
to you in written form, beating
out a love in every stanza that
reaches out beyond my grave
 
I, Poet will forever be a kiss
hidden in a phrase, and a whisperer  
of penned thoughts that cover
your body in ink from my soul