You Said You Liked Poetry

I've never been good at
doing things like this,
but give it strong thought.
I didn't have anything planned
for this moment,
so excuse me if I
go on the fly
in saying what I
got to say.

You said you liked poetry.

Do you like metaphors?
I sure do.
Metaphors are the
power chords of poetry
if done correctly.
What? Why the weird look?
You like poetry, right?
You told me you did...

Your love would be
an injection,
straight in the vein,
with my arm tied
with laces of
love and respect
tied in a knot of
trust.
I can feel you
roar in my veins
in the fashion
the worst storms wished
they could produce.
You reach my head
and I'm done.
TKO.

Maybe that metaphor was
kinda sketchy? Hmm, injections are weird.
I hate needles. You did? Thought so.
Damn, I'm fuckin' up;
How about similes?
Those things are fuckin' cool, right?
Try this one for size:

You are like the sweetest
smoke being inhaled -
the type of smoke
that settles inside,
caressing my blood stream,
reaching as far up
into my eyes,
bloodshot.

Shit, that was weird.
You say no? Nah, you're being nice.
I feel like I'm embarrassing myself.
You sure? OK.

So, how was that?
What? I could do better?
But, how? I mean, how?
Tell it like it is, you say?
Like the shit Aaron Neville
used to sing back in the day
before he started doing Christmas songs?
Umm, fuuuuuuuck,
Fuck it, I'll do it live...

(inhale, exhale)

I kinda like you,
but I can't find a
good way to tell you
without freaking you out.

Please forgive me.

Well, after all
you said
you liked poetry,
right?