If pen and ink were brush and paint
And vowel sounds were shades and tints,
If word pictures weren't so faint
But radiant like fine art prints -
I'd make her beauty plain to see,
Undimmed by any verbal flaw;
In picture-perfect poetry,
To read would be to gaze in awe.
Yet pen and ink are all I need
To simply say I love her so;
And if her sparkling eyes should read
My humble poem, she would know
Her portrait shines within my heart
More brightly than the finest art.
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Good rendition of words to utmost justice, in fine and lofty verse crafted in persuasive poetic expressions with artistic brilliance. Beautiful love poem written with clarity of thought and mind, lovely and very passionate. Thanks for sharing Keith and do remain enriched.