<p>This is a reading of the first poem in A Poetic Dance, and it is the first poem of poetry week. This is a beautiful poem about wanting to say more to a woman than "you are beautiful." The poet takes his time to explain to the woman of interest, that she is indeed beautiful but he can not write a poem about her beauty without first knowing who she is. &nbsp;&nbsp;The poet masks the true tragedy of the poem behind his colorful language, blossoming imagery, and paradoxical exuberances.</p>

Platt's Portrait: Episode 11: A Poetic Dance: My Visual Lover

Poetry is an exceptional arm of literature. A perfectly crafted poem can lift one's spirit from the pits of depression, capture the essence of a sunrise, reenact a sunset without painted lines, flood flirtatious rhymes into a crush's eyes or place a stillness and calm on overcrowded minds.

However, Poetry's beauty is unique to the poet's ability, experience, and versatility. Some poets may write sonnets in mere seconds whilst others may dance in a rhyme an hour at a time with no sight of stopping in the next line. Then there's me, who simply Platt's his poetry.