If I could write a poem of how I love you If I could put it into verse Poets would put away their pens and paper Never again would they write another word
If I could play a tune about you If I could sing of you to the world Musicians would cease to play It would silence every bird
If I could paint a picture of you Of how beautiful you are to me Artists would put away their canvas and brushes And you would grace every gallery
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