I need a name
To sign this poem
Written for you
Shall I write my new name
And leave a sign, in your soul?
I need another sheet of paper
To write you a love letter
I will arrange words as my slaves
They will sing my love for you
Pay them your smiles
I need a new brush
To paint you once again
I will start you from the beginning
And I will finish making your smiles
Pay me a touch of your lips
I need a palm full of plaster of Paris
To mould you into my shapes
I will give you the perfect shape
A shape you always longed for
And I will breathe my life into you
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