How do I write poems for a poet?
I would sooner give one of my paintings
To the lady herself, Frieda Kahlo
I feel the futility of it, me
Writing you a poem. It's like if I tried
To teach you how to love. How to star gaze
In summer nights and name each path of stars
"your eye" "your forearm" "your pinkie toe"
Like I would teach you how to turn on the
Radio and hear your name in each chord.
Like I could teach you how lips, that holy
Palmer's kiss, does touch, how to memorize
Each second of the singular epic
That is love. You could write the book on love
And here I am strug'ling through the cliff notes.
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