Modestly

 My neighbor had a bonfire going that was such a blazer, it turned into a sportscoat.

Here is a picture of it.

Walked into the room you know you made my eyes burn,

TWS

Blue Jeans; Lana Del Rey

Read This Aloud

I love you with every part of speech and mark of punctuation

I love you with every participle, tense, and conjugation

My words are merely signposts for a higher truth diffused

Grammar could not know the purpose for which it is used

I love you with pentamer, poem rhythm, rhyme, and verse

I love you with my essays, but I somehow think they're worse

My words are my tailored fashion, my unique present to gift

If only just to cause the corners of your mouth to lift

I love you with my language, vocabulary, and my diction

I love you like literature, a fantasy nonfiction

My words are sunshine rays, healing waters in times of crises

Therein I grow catalyzing seeds for all my plot devices

I love you with my letters, phonetics, and alphabet

I love you like calligraphy that paper can't forget

My words are building blocks, the bricks of my imagination

Architecture of my musings are now written in creation

I love you with my ink and wood, rubber eraser shavings

I love you with my moonlit scribbles in times of daylight savings

My words are destiny and holding more power than I should

Given authorship, in black and white

I did the best I could.

didn't you know I used to be a Poet,

TWS