If I am asked to paint the world
I will paint it with the colour of your skin
If I should write my speeches
I rather yours made of sweet gentle words.
If am asked to view the world
I would rather dwell with you and envision it through your colourful eyes.
If am to feel for someone
Your love has thought me to give all.
If am to draw many pictures
I have just one, picture of you face engraved at the tablets of my heart
Where am to describe genuine love
I'll refrence you the best author of perfect love.
If my joy is to come back
It is you lying next to me with your arms holding me tight
Only to think of just one thing
It is the undying memories of times spent with you.
At the mention of rose
My heart will feel the gentle sweet fragrance oozing while you walk past
Having to illustrate pain
There is none greater than losing you
