I Have Decided
-by MVB
I once thought
To tell you to become a writer
Because I like it a lot
When you lay down words for me sometimes
And I fancy the thought
That you could write beautiful love letters to me
But I can't force you
To do something you might not like.
And then I thought
That you would make a sublime sculptor
To polish my body
With your tools
And to chisel my soul
But sculptors are born
And I cannot force your hands
On my body.
So I have finally decided
To make you a painter.
You have no choice!
And if you don't like it
Then why did you paint me
So beautifully
On your heart?
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Author:
Marius (Pseudonym) (
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- Category: Love
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Comments1
Whoa! It got rather erotic in the second stanza. Sweet....I love the progression of thought; delightful that she painted you on her heart....too romantic! Beautiful and delightful!
It's actually more erotic in the language i originally wrote it in. This is the best translation I could muster 🙂
Whoa! Make me wish I could read it? Romanian?
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