June 3, 2011
Your lips, your eyes, your soul
Are like a work of art,
The most creative thing of all
Is your beautiful heart

If you were a painting,
No colors could express
The beauty deep inside you
A rainbow nothing less

If you were a sculpture
The clay could hardly make
Your figure of an angel
Without one mistake

If you were a euphony
No choir could really sing
All the beautiful music
Your eyes could possibly bring

So here I am, an artist,
With such inspiration beyond ballet
But to capture such rare beauty
I’d have to be a thief.

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