If I had a brush to draw your face
the brilliance of your eyes, your lovely mouth
I'd draw the eyelash, the brow and your smile
the way I saw it in this very hour
If I had a flute to play the tunes
that tell of your grace and beauty
I played the round of heavenly dances,
like in the thoughts that tortured me ever since
But neither pictures, nor sounds, nor words
could depict/describe what, at this place
happened with me when I saw you
in this particular night, you sparked the light in me
The sun, the stars bring news of you
every waft of air tells me of you
every breathe I take, every step I do
carries your name with it
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If I had the pen to write-the words
that surround you like a silvery light
I'd write of love, of closeness and of hope
and wrote the desire out to nothingness
But neither pictures, nor sounds, nor words
could depict/describe what, at this place
happened with me when I saw you
in this particular night, you sparked the light in me
The sun, the stars bring news of you
every waft of air tells me of you
every breathe I take, every step I do
carries your name with it