orange is that
violet is this
sometimes I can't fathom
why I'd want your kiss
perhaps it is the way your hair falls
or maybe the way you say my name
but in all honesty I do not understand
I think it to be all so very lame
I think about your lips
I smile at the thought of such occurence
and just as suddenly
I close my eyes and wince
Please don't be in love with me