To love another with all of your heart
Can be seen as a work of art.
You brush, you stroke, you pour, you spill,
And upon each action your heart will fill.
Hours are spent in an endless gaze
That shall remain for all your days.
With each addition to the paper,
You realize your love will never taper.
And in the end you will finally see,
That all of your mistakes were meant to be.