It's a love story that is part prose, part interjections by each person's poetry journals. So an event happens and then there are a bunch of poems about it. It starts when they're both 16 and goes til one of the characters deathbeds.
I hope that you enjoy your stay here and everyone is friendly so welcome to the writer's family!
A reader lives a thousand lives before he dies. The man who never reads only lives once ~George R. Martin Life isn't about finding yourself; it's about recreating yourself. ~George B. Shaw
It suddenly struck me that that tiny pea, pretty and blue, was the Earth. I put up my thumb and shut one eye, and my thumb blotted out the planet Earth. I didn't feel like a giant. I felt very, very small. — Neil Armstrong