I Don't Believe In love, I Believe In Infatuation

A pretty face without a name,
you are a rose without a scent

Though a poisonous toxin I have the urge to know
the breath of your sound
and breathe you in the same

Catch my eye with your romance,
I'll lace my fingers with your heart-
We'll challenge the world with a cliché

and I'll write a poem about it.

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[Kelly Scheppers]

Infatuation is fleeting, but love is worth falling for.