They talked of the moon, the stars and that of love
They talked of storms, tears and that of heartbreak
They talked of rain and the morning dew
They talked of finding love, much like me finding you

They describe the colors like none have ever before
They made music sound more melodic
They turned the sky into a canvas
But they have yet to tell the story of us

I could go on and wonder
What the greatest poets have to say
About my feelings that’s bursting
They’d tell of the happiness and perhaps of the hurting
But even the greatest poets
Could not fathom what I truly feel for you

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