Deep

So she sings, "What good do your words do if they can't understand you?" And that's why I rock with Badu.... what good is a poem that's so deep that it crashes through the rocks below the ocean and sea, but when we're standing here one on one you still can't see me? What good does it do in comparing Aristotle and Socrates in an attempt to elucidate the depth of my love with their philosophies? Does it benefit you for me to describe the love we have as "unpretentiously  pulchritudinous", or would you rather me say I see the "simple beauty" in us? Please believe that I have the intellectual dexterity to compose a poem so deep that it'll cause for clarity...but I decline, because I'll rather keep it simple with mine. I'll rather put my feelings on the forefront and leave the confusion behind. I want you to see me clearly with no glare from my shine. I don't need a poem that's 3 pages if I can get my point across in 5 lines. Now for my fellow poets who are intellectually abstruse, I rock with you too, I just don't write like you do. My poems are short to not be excessive. My poems are soft to not be to aggressive. And if you follow me you'll see they're progressive....