If poetry is a woman
Then tell everyone I’m seeing someone
And have been for a very long time
That I’ve had a lot of time to think
And everything is gonna’ be just fine
If poetry is a woman
Then tell everyone the wedding is not off
I’ve changed my mind
Whether lawfully or unlawfully
I take her as my wife
For the rest of my life
To have and to hold
Till death do us part
And that even in death we will remain together
Inseparable just as we were from the start
And that when I die they’ll bury me with my dear poetry
in my heart
They’ll say his woman was his true love
among all his works of art
If poetry is a woman
Then I wish to consecrate the vows now
To only make love to one woman
The same woman
Every night
Or whenever we like
Until out hearts delight
We will be with each other
And speak with each other
About everything and nothing
We will small talk and talk deep
About life and all that we seek
Until we are complete
And if ever she’s asleep
I’ll write her by candlelight
On vanilla coloured sheets
And there I’ll stay
Studying her features
In awe and transfixed
Until daylight dawns upon her beauty once again
And she awakens and arises once more like a phoenix
If poetry is a woman
Then tell everyone that I’ve now got all the answers
To all their questions about me being in love
And that I’m now totally ready for commitment
And that finally, one woman is enough
That I’m a changed man
And that I’ll be somewhere with the wife tonight
Even if they see me hangin’ out at the club
I’ll be with her
All the one-night stands and four week romances
I’ve given em’ up
If poetry is a woman
I’m gonna’ raise my daughter with poetry
So she can grow to see
Exactly how a woman should be
If poetry is a woman
I’m gonna teach my son how to treat poetry
So he will grow to see
How to treat life and how life is supposed to be
If poetry is a woman
Then you can go ahead and call off the search
Tell them I’ve finally found one I’m gonna’ love with all that I’m worth
That she will undoubtedly be my first true love
And that with the things she does
She’s got me stuck to her like glue
And hooked like a drug
And no rehabilitation is necessary, required, welcome or wanted
Tell everyone I said
I rather stay intoxicated, induced and under the influence of her instead
I can’t resist her, I want her and yes her words always go to my head
We lay down, I touch her, she touches me and yes I get ink stains all over my bed
But never any regrets
‘Cause if poetry is a woman
With her I’ve earned and learned my respect
I adore her every aspect
And if she is calling me to her aid
I will be there to accept
And if she wants me for her slave
I will fetch, carry and collect
To satisfy her request
With her ball and chain around my neck
I promise to properly serve and protect
Her interest to inspire and express
And to stand by her regardless of the effects
The only word she won’t know is neglect
And if anyone to our union should object
We will simply live poetically incorrect
‘Cause she fulfils me and everyday I want more of her as our relationship grows more beautiful
and more complex
The only things I’ve ever really been addicted to are poetry and sex
And the only things that have ever cause me any real pain are poetry and sex
But if poetry is a woman
Then God knows the only thing I’m prepared to remain faithfully committed to is poetry
The only thing I’ve ever really been able to call my own
So what else could one expect
And when they speak of our wedding
They’ll say this is what I said
I love no other more than my beloved poetry
So with this pen
I thee wed.… See More