Victoria said she likes poems

So here I am writing one for her

What a boring chore to be sure

But I think i like her

We’re friends

Isn’t that how it starts?

We went to the gallery

And i compared her to a work of art

Cheesy, i know

But it wasn’t a show

I tried to pay for her food

But she wasn’t in the mood

Now here I am

Eating for two

And she’s looking at me

And I’m looking at her

In between our conversations

We discussed renaissance and classic paintings

So i hope I hope I get it right

When I ask her out on another date

Slam poetry

Maybe

Victoria’s got me a little crazy

For her, for poetry,

for all things love and art

I hope she doesn’t read this

My poem to her