Love Poem (Draft #2)

I want to write a love poem, problem is they have all


been written. Every sentiment of fondness or desire


now seems trite and insincere. The modern writer is


then faced with appearing sentimental and cliched,


incapable of expressing sincere and heartfelt feelings.


How many ways are there to describe a lover? How


many ways can we reveal a burgeoning fondness?


How many ways can that inexplicable feeling be


expressed? Cliche is an honesty everyone knows.



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Note: This poem was first posted on Tuesday,
November 9th 2010. This is the 2nd draft of it.

1st Draft of this Poem.