Devilich

For you will look at love as abstract art. You will look at the sky as a canvas to paint your heart Feel raindrops ink your skin with poetry. You will draw curves out of straight lines You will make sense out of slant rhyme Call empty space, a place to contemplate And fill walls with kaleidoscope memories You will inject beats in your veins And get high on good music You will dance to the pitter-patter of rain and sing of melancholy and pain You will taste ink in your first kiss After which, you’ll ask the weirdest questions. You will make a carbon copy of the intellectual conversations You had on your first date. You will see de