He said that he loved me
I chose to hear… not
For the clichéd words don’t fool me
not anymore
He said that he loved me
I chose to hear… not
Cause I am afraid of loving back
till my heart gets sore
He said that he loved me
I chose to hear not
Though his words laced with wine
were delicious as S’more
He said that he loved me
I chose to hear not
For I fear love will become
the unwanted chore
He said that he loved me
Or I wanted to hear so
Like that clandestine love affair
the heart implores
Through The Coloured Glass 
Beautiful poem…I choose not to hear… and the twist making it an absolute beauty, hymn to the ear.
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Thank You, for such beautiful words of praise
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