So, He's A Poet!

A poet is a fragile ghost God gave a paperbark as skin. though he excels, when as a host he draws your innards slowly in. And like a river's undertow the promise of a mermaid's song, if it's a poet whom you know you're wise and know where you belong. So, let your words meet in the air and happily engage in dance, the music is for you to share the poetry? Go, have a glance. That first loud scream, when you are born begins the sonnet, although shrill the terror of a lover's scorn may it remain forever still.