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Poems of Love

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Ink of My Pen

You are my poetry
every reason and every word
that I pen on every paper line
or even in a plain white piece
my pen still bleeds your name
My ink is like a rainbow
But yours seems to have no color at all.
Even if you write it bold
or even if I use my eye glasses
Like magnifying lens
I can't still read those three words
I can't make you enjoy writing
or even understand the words
of every line that I write
And, maybe,
I can't make you dance under the rain
with me
or make you kiss me
even if I stand in front of you
with my lips ready to receive yours.
I can't make you hold my hand
even if I extend it right in front of you
and run with me
Yes, I love you!
But I can't make you love me
I can't make those hazel eyes gaze at me
I can't make you sing songs for me
Because I just can't ...
I just can't make your heart feel
something it won't
Oh please tell me how.
Help me how I can stop writing poems for you
Help me how I can make myself not love you
or maybe,
I'll just wait until,
Just until my pen
bleeds no more of you.

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