Do not get lost in the dream of a poet

Do not get lost in the dream of a poet, Whose heart is an ocean deep with thoughts and feelings, He will navigate through each of your moments, without purpose, Enveloping in verses the color of your eyes, your smile, unknowingly losing you. In every word of yours, he will seek a universe, Spending sleepless nights deciphering the hidden messages in your gaze. He will agonize over a lost kiss, an unknown goodbye, And create fantastic worlds, filled with doubts and shadows, in his poet's realm. Do not fall in love with a poet, with his burdened soul, For he will submerge you in the waters of his ceaseless love, And you will feel overwhelmed by his ever-present affection. And when your kiss becomes a mere obligation, And your touch just a mechanical gesture, His heart will bleed, and suffer even more. He will analyze every thought, every moment, in a labyrinth of words, Wondering if they are all figments of his mind. And when you choose to drift apart, He will wake up in the middle of the night, rewinding time, Searching for mistakes, questioning: "Where did I go wrong? What have I done?" The truth is, I am a poet, with the soul of a deep dreamer, So do not fall in love with me, Unless you're ready to love me in every moment, forever.