I wish I were a poet

I wish I were a poet, choosing
all the writing words; easily
describing the feeling here,
on the tip of my pencil; maybe
it's inspiration, likelier it's
drab.

I'm wishier I was a lover, feeling
all the skin emotions; kissing
up the semblances of poems,
burning forever on my soul;
I could be a wild one; but now,
I'm schoolgirl.

I'm wishiest I was alive, tousled
inside by vibrant rainbows;
unconstrained in every view,
lilting understanding eyesparks;
living the most poetic love; ahh,
I must now awake.