If I were the sky, I would wait for you to rise, to feel your soft and tender lips kissing my eyes. I am just the earth, and when you rise, I feel the pain, I turn to dust and cry. If I were a composer, I would write musical notes in a bouquet, and I would lay it down at your feet in a beautiful song, If I were a painter, I would paint on the canvas, red butterfly the colors of love. I am just a romantic poet in love, and my love's poetry book is forgotten, full of dust on an old library shelf. If I could fly, I would pick you a bunch of shining stars, and I would make each sunrise, a precious gift for you in the morning, I would put the rainbow at your feet, and I would shout out my love for…
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