The poet or the poem?

It's 1:43 AM And I'm listening to poetry

I feel like I want to write poems about everything.

About you, about the moon, about the rain, and the pain.

I want to choose all my words so wisely and randomly, like the way clouds are shaped so irregularly and the way stars are scattered in the blanket of the universe.Perhaps, just like that.

And some days, I feel like Iwant to be a poem

To be a moon in someone's galaxy.To be the rain.To be something special in someone's life

But it's just for one day,

this thought of being a poem.