There’s English and Italian,
Spanish, French and Dutch,
Even Latin and Greek,
There’s just so much.

Each say things their way,
Different words, different lines.
We all want to share,
Every thought in our minds.

Basic adjectives to start,
Add in a noun or two,
Then i’ll express my heart,
Hand it over to you.

See the heart speaks the most,
Just won’t go away,
Can’t be left unfulfilled,
When it’s got something to say,

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I’ll add a bit of romance,
Join my metaphorical dance.
All of this just for you,
A private function for two.

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I’ll sing about sky and clouds,
Roses and french towns,
Grass in the breeze,
Sun shining through the trees.

Rivers and their flow,
Just to let you know,
That I care so much,
It’s metaphorical love.

VERSE
The heart can’t lie,
It’s deep, honest and true,
It speaks huge waves at a time,
So much to tell you.

Maybe love brought us words,
Just man wanting to express,
Every caring thought,
Honest words do it best.

After all this time,
Your beauty on my mind,
I can finally give voice,
To every emotion inside.

The words on stage,
Audience of just one,
Lights all go dim,
The time has come.

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BRIDGE
You’re worth more than just a simile,
Who needs a lame hyperbole?
Not the time for some epistrophe,
Or annoying you with tautology.
It’d be weird trying anastrophe,
All that would be cacophony.
Only one true way to let you see,
Only just one – metaphorically.

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