The Greatest Love Poem Never Published

 
She was a thing of extraordinary beauty,
    So you can imagine my surprise when she spoke to me,
We spent several hours in deep conversation,
     Until we had to go our separate ways.

I spent the next couple of nights unable to sleep,
     That is until I penned the most wonderful verse,
And upon realizing what I had written,
     I knew I had to share it with my mentor.

At four in the morning I rushed to his home,
     Banged on his door so loud I woke up the neighborhood,
I was a young man in love and in possession
     Of the greatest love poem ever composed.

But the professor was angry with me,
     I admit, I must have sounded like a babbling madman,
So I went away promising I’d come back later in the day,
     Only to come back with an even better verse.

When I returned I was screaming at the top of my lungs,
     In my euphoria I read the lines and rhymes,
I had crafted an incredible poem, I couldn’t calm down,
     But the professor sent me away again.

Later that evening as I walked the streets with my lantern,
     I was determined to show him my masterpiece,
And upon knocking on his door I held the paper to the light,
     Only for it to catch fire when all he saw was the flames.

He said I’d gone crazy and closed the door in my face,
     So I ran all the way home in a panic trying to remember,
But it was useless, I lost the words to the greatest love poem,
     And never visited my mentor ever again.