Definition Of Styles Poem by Kelvin TakyiBobi

I started as a painter of nature.
My paints wasn't emotions
But the mind's perceptions.
My focus was Partly beauty and mainly
The grasping of message's meaning.
Metaphysical poet, That's the fixture.
But,
You wear love like ring
And let it stain your writing.
Your emotions are your paint
And you dip in your brush and create
Craft a world with spilled words
Which soak the paper wet.

We shall stand opposite
You facing me and me facing you
But a river would be a betweener.