How do I sow for you a flaxen field that shimmers like your hair when I haven’t any seeds in my hand? How do I play for you the music that is your voice when I haven’t an orchestra or a band? How do I paint for you the ocean swimming in your eyes when I haven’t a brush to swirl? How do I shine for you a gem that glows as softly as your skin when I haven’t a sapphire or a pearl? How do I shape for you a vase that has your sensuous curves when I haven’t a potter’s wheel? How do I forge for you a blade as sharp as your wit when I haven’t any steel? How do I fill the trees for you with the song that is your laugh when I haven’t any birds? How do I express to you the passion in my heart when I haven’t sufficient words?... The only way I know how... unskilled though it is is with an enveloping hug and a simple kiss.
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