If bestowed with a might so great…
…a masterpiece would I sculpt you
Like a potter would I mold each curve
And craft each edge with my knowing hands
… a tale would I tell of you and me,
Of our affair which I hold dear
With a melody of sweet nothings
…a song would I sing
Of our history’s tales with a love so real
It was first felt in a kiss
Which settled into a gentle teary cuddle
…a tune would I hum
Of a forbidden love scarred by love’s poison
And shot by Cupid’s arrow…
…as I am conferred neither might nor power
To my wishes have I been made subject
That I shall daydream if I may
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