Rudy Francisco – "If I Was a Love Poet"



we're gonna be honest it's not often that I find myself eager to write about love in fact every time I try to write about love my hands cramp just to show me how painful love can be sometimes my pencils break just to prove to me that every now and then love takes a little more work than you planned I heard that love is blind so I'll write all my poems in Braille and my palms are never actually finished because true love is endless I've always believed that real love is kind of like a supermodel before she's airbrush it's pure and imperfect just the way that God intended I'm gonna be honest I'm not much of a love poet but if I was to wake up tomorrow morning and decide that I was gonna write about love my first poem it would be about you about how I love you the same way I learned how to ride a bike scared but reckless with no training wheels or elbow pads so my scars can tell the story of how I fell for you I'm gonna be honest I'm not much of a love poet but if I was I'd write about how I see your face in every cloudy reflection in every window you see I've written a million poems hoping that somehow maybe some way you'll jump out of the page and be closer to me see I'm not much of a love poet but if I was I'd write about how you have the audacity to be beautiful even on days when everything around you is ugly I'd write about your eyelashes and how they're like violin strings that play symphonies every time you blink if I was a love poet I'd write about how I'm melt in front of you like an ice sculpture every time I hear the vibration in your voice and whenever I see a name on the caller ID my heart plays hopscotch inside of my chest it climbs onto my ribs like monkey bars and I feel like a child all over again and I was gonna sound weird but sometimes I prayed that God somehow turns you back into one of my ribs just so I would never have to spend an entire day without you I swear I'm usually not a love poet but if I was to wake up tomorrow morning and decide that I was gonna write about love my first poem it would be about you [Applause]

33 thoughts on “Rudy Francisco – "If I Was a Love Poet"

  1. Melted statues upon the ice cream castles ,
    feel the drizzle watch the frozen moon sizzle,
    mountain view vacant mansion still expanding,
    no surprising the horizons slam dancing, gravity and galaxy havin intercource,
    magicly imagine me in your gallery ,
    museum on a cliff says i have a gift ,
    so I skate on choclate chips hoping vanilla drips,
    sunsets and blood moons on the typhoon,
    lets coast and see the ghost counting silver spoons,
    or lets stay and watch the bay upon the milky way  ,
    pirate ships of starfish making a getaway, now breath inhale the breeze till the clouds blead ,
    dont grieve feel relieved while where sowing seeds,
    let the glades throw a parade like we got it made ,
    watch the birds play sherades till the fog fades,

  2. I want you to bite my lip until I can no longer speak
    And then suck my ex-girlfriend’s name out of my mouth just to make sure she never comes up in our conversations
    I’m going to be honest, I’m not really a love poet
    In fact, every time I try to write about love my hands cramp… just to show me how painful love can be
    And sometimes my pencils break, just to prove to me that every now and then love takes a little more work than you planned
    See I heard that love is blind so, I write all my poems in Braille
    And my poems are never actually finished because true love is endless
    I always believed that real love is kind of like a super model before she’s air brushed;
    It’s pure and imperfect, just the way that God intended
    See I’m going to be honest, I’m not a love poet
    But if I was to wake up tomorrow morning and decide that I really wanted to write about love I swear that my first poem…
    It would be about you

    About how I loved you the same way that I learned how to ride a bike: Scared
    But reckless with no training wheels or elbow pads so my scars can tell the story of how I fell for you
    You see, I’m not really a love poet
    But if I was I’d write about how I see your face in every cloud and your reflection in every window
    You see I’ve written like a million poems hoping that somehow maybe someway you’ll jump out of the page and be closer to me
    Because if you were here, right now
    I would massage your back until your skin sings songs that your lips don’t even know the words to

    Until your heartbeat sounds like my last name and you smile like the Pacific Ocean
    I want to drink the sunlight in your skin
    If I was a love poet
    I’d write about how you have the audacity to be beautiful
    Even on days when everything around you is ugly
    You see I’d write about your eyelashes and how they are like violin strings that play symphonies every time you blink

    If I was a love poet
    I’d write about how I melt in front of you like an ice sculpture
    Every time I hear the vibration in your voice so whenever I see your name on the caller ID my heart
    It plays hopscotch inside of my chest
    Yo it climbs onto my ribs like monkey bars and I feel like a child all over again
    I know this sounds strange but every now and then I pray that God somehow turns you back in to one of my ribs…
    Just so that I would never have to spend an entire day without you

    I swear, I’m not a love poet
    But if I was to wake up tomorrow morning and decide that I really wanted to write about love
    My first poem it would be about you
    And after all of that she was like, so how do you feel about me?
    And I said, put it like this:
    I want to be your ex boyfriend’s stunt man. I want to do everything that he never had the courage to do like… trust you

    I swear that when our lips touch I can taste the next sixty years of my life
    And some days I want to swallow stacks of your pictures just so you can be a part of me for a little bit longer
    If I could I would sample your smile and then I would let my heart beat
    Do the bass line, we would create the greatest love song of all time
    Whenever, we stand next to each other, love I was the only one made for you and you can be at last my Etta James
    I’ll be oh child when you’re in pain or you could be candy coated drops of rain
    Even though it never rains in Southern California
    And together, we could be music

    And when my friends ask if you’re my girlfriend
    I’ll say no
    She is my musician
    And me… I’m her favorite song

  3. "I've written a million poems hoping that somehow maybe in someway you'll jump out of the page and be close to me."

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *