Fleeting Serenade
I could chisel my love into a mountain
But mountains errode away
If I carved my love in solid ice
It would only last a day
I could write my love up in the sky
But the wind would soon displace
I could write my love into a book
But letters can be erased
I could shout my love into the air
Sound waves expand and fade
I could sing my love in melody
A fleeting serenade
I could express my love with a simple glance
Even though my eyes can't see
For if they could, I'd have realized
That you do not love me.
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