If I were a poem

If I were a poem metaphoric words would dance in synchronicity, similes would waltz the frown from off my face. If I were a poem I'd wrap sonnets around you, Like tourniquet stanzas healing chapters in verse. If I were a poem cliches would clash with unwritten rules, words would not rhyme and dear diary would not exist. If I were a poem gone would be the day that I smudged my own ink, threw you in the bin and said " I'm done with all this. " Oh if I were a poem my legacy would remain As a great prophet who once was and always is- If I were a poem.