My Heart Was Closed, A Blank Canvas,
Like A Virgin Untouched
Though I Loved No One Ever
Painted Their Soul On Mine
Until You With The Brush Of Your Passions
Painted My Heart With Joy Reserved For Angels
With Hues Of Love, And Like
The Soft Touch Of An Artist Brush
Your Loving Hands Moved
The Colors Of My Soul And
Blended Them With Yours
Creating In Me Sunsets And
Moonlight, Oceans And Shores
My Eyes Get Lost In Yours Like
A Painter Lost In His Art
You Will Never Know
The Masterpiece You’ve Created
Prince
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