If I were just a poet,
And you were but a rhyme.
I’d wish that you I’d written,
In praise for endless time;
That words could recite beauty
And you’d be ever mine.
If I were but a poet,
And you were just a rhyme.

Though I am scarce a poet,
It still would be sublime
To try and capture beauty
In just a single line;
So in these words I’ve written
Imprisoned you shall shine,
For I am sure a poet,
And you shall live in rhyme!

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