No Ordinary Love
Together, girl, you and I
We will paint
We will paint, with the color of love
Our artistry will fill the sky
And when it rains
It will only thunder
The drops of our love will renew
And the dark, cold breeze of Winter
Will yield to the warmth of our color
“But how else can we express the deep emotions of life other than in poetry? Isn’t love too ineffable to be grasped by the cold calculating hands of intellect?”
