The Poem Hunter

you are my hero stalking words with your sword slaying words with your style and painting words with your pain the dead ink in your line soaking words in your sorrow washing away the pain with your words you are my hero patiently weaving words with your hands making a basket of words that is displayed in the heart for all to see the hidden path to the soul you are my hero planting a garden of words watering your words with love with your blooming words you created a paradise of love you are my hero mining the heart with words you discovered love with words you painted your lips with words telling stories about love your smile full of words you charmed your way to the heart where you found a well of love you are my hero you entered the world of dreams embarking on a journey to discover your soul and recover your poem in the forest of dreams