And love is but a word to rhyme

For over a decade I've been transforming monsters into poems. I can't recall how it began, or why, I just suddenly realized there were enough poems to fill a book. Now, not all poems came from a monster mind you. Sometimes I just want to have a cup of tea with you in one of the rooms in my mind, or I'm trying to make sense of a feeling or the inspiration someone gave me, or, I simply talk about the mysterious thing called Time.