Classic Poetry

To take you back,
If you'd have me back,
To a time when simpler things were written,
Not said.

For the things I lack,
Missing from personality,
You could fill my person with happiness,
And not from fantasy, but reality.

Because this is classical poetry,
Not form fitting and even less so structured,
But misunderstood and to be interpreted individually,
To bring out a deeper, hidden meaning.

And if promises made were always kept,
Then you should be expecting great writing,
But what I am writing is simple,
And sometimes we forget that simple things can be complicated.