If you can not be a poet

If you can not be a poet,
be a poem
You decided to be the poem
and I the poet.
All your telepathic thoughts
touched my soul
and became poems
On my lonesome path
nothing seemed to be known
nothing seemed to be certain
I cling to you my poems
these were not mere words
they were my little tiny candles
in the darkest of nights
I walked in the storm
by myself
I cling to you my poems
and the journey from
nothing to nothing
became so worthwhile.
If you can not be a poet,
be a poem
You decided to be the poem
and I the poet.