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Infatuation is a familiar sensation
It tastes like honey on your lips
It smells sweet as vanilla
Its silk to the fingertips
Infatuation is dancing on clouds
Elation at a smile
Infatuation not returned
Is a supper aftertaste
Stench of dirty laundry
Going against the grain of a velvet cloth
It is a heart under the ocean, Collapsing from pressure
Dispair in the eyes of the beholder
In time, infatuation can dissapear into thin air
Or grow into something beautiful
It tastes like honey on your lips
It smells sweet as vanilla
Its silk to the fingertips
Infatuation is dancing on clouds
Elation at a smile
Infatuation not returned
Is a supper aftertaste
Stench of dirty laundry
Going against the grain of a velvet cloth
It is a heart under the ocean, Collapsing from pressure
Dispair in the eyes of the beholder
In time, infatuation can dissapear into thin air
Or grow into something beautiful
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I like this one less than the other poem submitted tonight, (In scraps if you didn't see it.) because it is a little less relevant to what I am feeling at the moment. Even if only a little. But I feel like this poem is better structured, which is why it is not going in scraps.
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