If love be the poet’s hand compose immortal words to write.
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If love be the maestro with wings sweet music takes to flight.
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If love be the diva’s angelic voice with heavenly chords delight.
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Then for you my love so great would these leave out of sight.


If love be the rainbows when droplets fall in vivid colours dress.
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If love be the spring time flowers do seek the warming suns caress.
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If love be the waves when greets the shore bow down in gratefulness.
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Then for you my love so great would these diminish none the less.


If love be the moon and stars above that illuminates the sky.
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If love be the clouds on summer breezes as un-sheared sheep drift by.
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If love be the voice of angels their singing praises him on high.
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Then for you my love so great like these will surely never die.