If I was to ask a painter,
to paint a picture of our love.
Would he paint a picture,
of a souring white dove?
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Or would he paint a picture,
of the deep blue sea?
The sea of passion that we share,
is that what it would be?
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Or would he paint a picture,
of a forest fire?
To show that our love,
is burning with desire.
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Or would he paint a picture,
of a meadow fair?
The two of us together,
the only ones there.
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Would he paint a picture,
of rolling mountains high?
Showing that our love so true,
can reach and touch the sky.
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Or would he paint a picture,
or us walking hand in hand?
Along the water front,
on the beach and in the sand.
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Painters paint the pictures,
of the love we share.
They see how much we love each other,
they see how much we care.
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Painters help pain a picture,
or our love so true.
But all we need to paint them,
is simply me and you.
~*~ Jill ~*~