Wordsmith,
Words are my tools.
I craft letters from letters
And you decipher my meaning
I mean, what's more
beautiful?
The fact I can craft art
You're so smart
From words
How can I depart, you from my soul?
I'm told, I don't express myself well..
Well well well
I excel, in taking the road less traveled
You follow my bread crumbs
I think,
That's a more admirable skill.
Miss future wife
It ain't right that life would keep us apart,
But I'll mark
This as a testament to the strength of our love.