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I want you to know;

Every masterpiece on the wall
Belongs to you
If only possible
       this is what I would do

I would take one down
     Bend, twist & fold
until it was round
& more precious than gold
I would compress all the colours
Into a glimmering stone
then politely ask:
          If you will share my throne

Made from pure water's
to watch over & protect
Made in your honor
with love & respect
The beauty of our bond
Reflects in these jewels
 & soon this whole World
 will seek use of my tool's
Transforming hardwood
& tattered cloth in the nude
Into all that I've asked for
just as an offer to you...