Love's Inspiration

I know the affection I show is not love And the lines I write is not poetry In-between the gap of Hell and Heaven One is infatuation other is my immaturity. But hold on; bear with me for a while I am on the way and getting my cell Baked on the sun and soaked in the river The mold, I believe, will never make us fail. Diamond is found in a mine of dark coal A poet's love is found hanging in a tree, date The beak of time will prick the stream And I will be lovers' poet that is my fate. Afailed poet is not a great lover as they say But a failed lover is always a great poet Here I stand in-between option and choice But I'll conquer both as my love's inspiration is great.