I wonder if this is a poem for you too
For I think thousand words and write four
For you just read four words and understand one
And think this is nothing but futile endeavor—a gaffe
Melancholy behind my beam
Baby, I wonder if this is a poem for you too
For you always ask what love is
For I spend words explaining how does it feels
To be in love
I wonder if this is a poem for you too
For how could a word speak thousand words
For how could words explain how does it feels
Deep inside in my heart and mind.