My Heart Was Closed, A Blank Canvas,Like A Virgin UntouchedThough I Loved No One EverPainted Their Soul On MineUntil You With The Brush Of Your PassionsPainted My Heart With Joy Reserved For AngelsWith Hues Of Love, And LikeThe Soft Touch Of An Artist BrushYour Loving Hands MovedThe Colors Of My Soul AndBlended Them With YoursCreating In Me Sunsets AndMoonlight, Oceans And ShoresMy Eyes Get Lost In Yours LikeA Painter Lost In His ArtYou Will Never KnowThe Masterpiece You’ve Created
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