Why It Is Dangerous To Love A Poet

My Modern Met

You must give him your life.
He won’t settle for less. 
He will turn it into poetry
and become you for a while.
He will wear your skin
next to his own 
and feel your darkest pains,
your most exquisite pleasures.
He will finally understand
your definition of love
and why you will leave him.
He will steal the secret
of your deepest longing
and know how to satisfy you.
He will make a few unasked for
subtle alterations to your soul.
Then he will return it
as something slightly different.
You will notice. You won’t like it.
He will amaze you; he will charm you.
You might even love him, but
you will never trust him.

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