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Let me paint a picture With your body the canvas my tongue the brush It will be a masterpiece On these I'll never rush Picasso or Rembrandt will have nothing on me Cause when we get together I'll paint a tapestry I'll sculpt a love out of clay Made with hands of desire And when it's done into the kiln it'll go Stoked with passions fire A poem I will write As deep as oceans blue It will be a tale of love one about me and you I would conduct a symphony Music to your ears I'll always be here to protect you From your darkest fears And when the angels come to take me home When my time is through I'll be the artist up in heaven Painting in nothing but blue
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May 7, 2016
May 7, 2016 at 7:50 PM UTC
The Artist
Let me paint a picture With your body the canvas my tongue the brush It will be a masterpiece On these I'll never rush Picasso or Rembrandt will have nothing on me Cause when we get together I'll paint a tapestry I'll sculpt a love out of clay Made with hands of desire And when it's done into the kiln it'll go Stoked with passions fire A poem I will write As deep as oceans blue It will be a tale of love one about me and you I would conduct a symphony Music to your ears I'll always be here to protect you From your darkest fears And when the angels come to take me home When my time is through I'll be the artist up in heaven Painting in nothing but blue
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May 7, 2016
May 7, 2016 at 7:50 PM UTC
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