• 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 colours 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 inspiration beyond belief
    But to capture such rare beauty,
    I'd have to be a thief.