If I Poem by Eli MorenoDrew

If I wrote a couplet
every time I wanted to embrace you,
My rhyming would be predictable.

If I wrote a haiku
every time I yearned to kiss you,
I'd surpass my fourth grade class with them.

If I wrote a sonnet
every time I thought of our future,
My name would be Shakespeare.

And if I wrote a book of poetry
every time I wished you were in my arms,
Walt Whitman's 'Leaves of Grass' would be a mere pamphlet.

In short, love,
There couldn't be enough paper
and ink to satisfy my need for you.