A POET'S LOVE

I fell in love with a poet But how could I ? I mean how could I fall in love with a person I surely knew he was using me to get those lines those which attracted his audience How silly was I? Oh poor me,I couldn't understand that he only wrote love on pieces of paper not on human hearts He was a sweet poet,my friend,I tell you he was the William Shakespeare,Edgar Allan Poe of my time But he failed to be the Romeo yet I was a Juliet Convinced him to be my Jack,because I was a Rose not only by name but also by scent He was not a shy poet or a souls poet he was a poet of a kind a poet who promised me heaven only to see myself on earth Our love story,a novel he published Me,his lover,he killed in the epilogue of the novel The lies he told my heart,the rhythm and form of the novel And now his novel is selling because of me,a sweet character who wished for love but got a book where all my memories and him engraved I fell in love with a poet who soothed society hearts but broke mine!