Like a blind man speaking of rainbows,
or a deaf man the song of birds.
You make an artist lose her colors,
and the poet forget her words.
I'd have to make a whole new shade of blue,
to paint your beautiful eyes.
I'd have to make up a new word for you,
just so you'd realize...
how much I love you
Please tell me what you think
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I really liked this poem. You really captured how much true love tends to make you forget all that is familiar with you. I especially like the last part of the poem in which you write that you would have to make up a new word to show your love. I think that love means something different to everyone and the perfect way of telling one so, is by finding a perfect word that would describe the love.

