Need I words
Oh, I wish not
Though desire binds me
To express a lot
About this light
That defines your face
Revealing all your wondrous grace
...
Were I a musician
Yes, I would play
For you a lovely song each day
Were I a poet
Oh, I would make
Your daily sonnet
For beauty's sake
You are just so angelic to me
I want for you
And the world to see
The light!
The light!
The shadows true!
Rainnaissance paintings they make of you!
For your serene and gentle face!
It drives my heart a rapid pace!
Da Vinci's passed!
Carravaggio too!
Waterhouse, gone!
What can we do!
I've but one choice!
'Tis plain to see
With brush and pigment
Set this free
This desire
This passion
And this pain
To show
What's seen within again
Yet silent now
I can keep not
Desire I've to express a lot
About this light
That defines your face
Revealing all your wonderous grace
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