writing poetry for lovers

youth is tough for dreamers
i write that
intending it
to be all i say

but you remember things
little ones
like
shallots are spring onions
and it leaves me
impressed
you listened

there should be
something more profound
than just outlines of myself
more to run your hands across

more lasting than
whatever 'this' is

and there again is
a reason to make you
into poetry

so 'this' is remembered
by the poet