The sculptor
A sculptor sees what others don'tHe looks beyond the stone
Through the coldness at the core
That to others would be unknown
He sees the beauty that rests within
And begins to shape and mold
Then he forms a relationship
And a bond begins to unfold
Other people fail to see
What he can see inside
Because the affection that he feels
Is seen through just his eyes
The same is true for both of us
With the love we share
To me I see Your exquisiteness
That no one else knows is there
See I think your beautiful
But it's from inside
And when your with your one true love
There's no where for it I hide !
I love you
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