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Click hereto fall in love with printed black
is like seeing colours in a dream
or fitting feet to worn-out tracks
unsewing silver from a seam
to fall in love with one so far
is madness, fudge on a tree
like plucking dust from each tiny star
and shaking their small wings free
to flip a finger over words
typed and thought out, nicely placed
is like passion in slow rounds stirred
till pink rises to tint the face
to paint the hues in magic songs
is like tasting colours in a leaf
like knowing that you don't belong
and loving still, in quiet grief
to fall in love with one like you
is impractical, I see it too
but tell me please, what I'm to do
when I have fallen, hard and true.
You are too far, I can't pull through
all that wide expanse of blue
to tell you what you already knew
my way of saying, I love you.